I was actually scared to death being forced by my older sister to ride the blue streak, why did I go you may ask, because I thought I could go to Snoopy land. Well I thought wrong. Here I was in the backseat of my moms car dreading every second, just waiting to get out and hear the screaming of millions of people. It was some type of break,probably spring, in 2012. My sister wanted to go to Cedar Point with my mom, dad, brother, and
Several individuals from different ethnicities, races, and citizenships, compose a society. The United Sates allow us to have a close interaction with numerous individuals from diverse backgrounds. In my own case I have been able to interact with many incredible individuals from all over the world who come from extremely different backgrounds. I am a proud Mexican who cherishes respect towards diversity. Coming from a very suffered country I am able to understand not only what does it means to feel proud to be a Latino, but also I can feel acquainted with the pain and struggle that our community has to face every day.
Everyone was so excited except for me. We went to a roller coaster. I told my mom that I was scared but she told me to try it and I did. And now I’m not scared of roller coasters anymore.
What does it mean to be an American today? Or rather, what does being an American entail? Does that pertain to a certain individual’s perspective? Or is Americanism defined through a collective consciousness projected around the world? Over the course of time, Americans have gone through various embodiments of who they are, without loosing the essence of what they represent.
The American experience is not unfamiliar to me, I have been visiting America since I was a child and as a child I always wanted to move to America. My first visit here I fell in love with the culture specifically the freedom of expression. However the opportunity did not emerge for me to move to America legitimately and as promising young child, I did not want to damage my future by moving to a country illegally where I could not live to my full potential. I stayed in Jamaica and I completed my University education as a registered nurse and had become comfortable with my life in Jamaica. I started working the spring of 2013 and upon receival of my first paycheck, I was reminded that this is not the place I wanted to be.
I used to have this grudges in my heart when everything go hard that would made me wanted to blame my parent. But I can’t because I was not raise to think that way. When I come to America, I was eleven years old and no one asked me if I wanted to come it just happen in a second. I was in a cold place with extended family that I never met before and that one person who raise me and made me feel secure was still back in the country. I had to lived months without her and next thing you know I adapted and convince myself they are doing this because the wanted the best for me.
For example, I am fine in airplanes or a building, but freefalling through the air or feeling movement up that high sends me into a panic. Although, I think it is more about the fear of falling from those heights than anything else. So, after we dug for Cape May Diamonds on the beach, explored the gift shops, and climbed the WWII lookout tower, we drove over to the Cape May Lighthouse.
I have an irrational fear of things in the supernatural genre (i.e movies about ghosts and just anything about ghosts) I 'm also terrible at writing self bio 's as you will notice. Now the good!!!
The first eight years of my life, I spent in India where I was born. Growing up I was constantly reminded by my parents that I needed to make them proud by getting a good job and living a good lifestyle. They told me this because they did not want to see me live a hard life like they did. When I was nine years old, I moved from India to the United States of America. The reason why I moved to America was not because I was living a bad life in India, it was so that I could have a better education and more opportunities in life.
and I was never so scared of my life. I already had a fear of horses and after cutting my head open my fear was even stronger. My grandma asked, “Do you want to sit on a pony and I’ll take a picture?” I respectfully declined as the look of these animals instilled fear into my head. But my grandma insisted that I get on one of them and even go for a ride.
Never in my life had I thought I would be surrounded by my biggest fear-ghost and those scary playthings. Five years ago, My family and I went to Japan. Whilst we were traveling around Tokyo, we went to Tokyo Disneyland, you can find many rides, such as bumper cars,morial,Ferris wheel,roller coaster and those fantasy characters- Mickey mouse,Judy Hoops,Ariel,Goofy. Disneyland, the place “where dream comes true” for every child but me. When I was a child, I was quite different from others, i had never wanted to play or try those scary or thrilling things, so when I went to Disneyland, I had imagined myself surrounded by those cute characters
I was a huge scaredy cat, I was afraid to do anything that my mind wasn’t used to. I was an incredibly picky eater and never had fun at the fair or the carnival because I was too scared to have fun. When I was about 10yrs old, my grandparents took me on vacation to Hershey Park. This amusement park was filled to the brim with rides and roller coasters.
It was a sunny hot day, and the sun was burning me. I had butterflies in my stomach. when I got closer to my biggest fear, I thought more about whether or not I really wanted to do this. My sister and I slowly got in to the hot red seat and grabbed the burning and wet handle that would soon be protecting us in the seat that would bring us through the horrible, insane, terrible roller coaster ride called the deadly beast which i advise you should never ride. I was like a small little ant about to be face to face with the biggest animal out there.
I had never ridden an airplane before, and I was going to be on three for a total of sixteen hours. I was beyond afraid, but I knew I could do it. After spending just a few hours in
But I was determined to conquer my fear. I was at Adventureland during the summer looking up at the most terrifying ride I could ever imagine the Space Shot. Since I hated heights, this one particularly scared the living daylights out of me. I had to go on it, because all of my friends were going to ride it and I couldn't wuse out. As we waited while the ride before us got off hearing them scream “that was fun” or “that was the best view ever” I had to do it, I had to get on that ride and try to eliminate my fear of heights.
