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Personal Narrative: My Experience Of Migration To Ghana

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I was five years old when my parents decided to move from Ghana to the United States. At a very young age, I knew that my dream was to one day live in America. But when we moved here, I quickly found out that the culture here was completely different from the culture I was used in Ghana. Adjusting to a new culture was hard for me. Trying to fit in anywhere was harder for me than it was for most people. For the longest time, I was naive to the fact that my family wasn't as perfect as I thought it was. I didn't know my parents went through so much just to provide my brother and I with a great life. I took a lot of things for granted and I regret that it took me so long to realize. The day my parents told my younger brother and I that we
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