It was the last inning in our all-star game, and we were losing 10 to 8. Our team had 2 outs and we couldn’t get the third. Our pitcher was doing bad, throwing all balls, while all of us in the field were tired, ready to fall asleep at any moment. There goes another walk. They score again.
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.
Florida is a wonderful state, which everyone should want to visit at least a few times. Florida has plenty of things for people to do. It also has a lot of history and popular things that were actually created there. Florida is located in the south-east region and is often called The Sunshine State because of its beaches. Florida has great weather, nice waterfalls, and attracts thousands of followers every year.
I have lived in Michigan for my whole life. The state of Michigan itself is a very unique place, but even more unique is the upper peninsula of Michigan. The UP is barely more than three percent of the population of Michigan. We 're known as Yoopers, many people think of us as rednecks that sit around and hunt all day. Though the opening days of hunting season means most of the teachers are gone for hunting, there is a lot more to the UP than hunting.
I feel in love with the people there, the nice resorts I stayed at, and the different food I had. However, a part of me missed home. I missed my dad, my friends and my bed. Once I was finally back home in Minnesota, I sat and reflected on my trip.
Monologue of an Outsider (Running on stage) I’m finally home. (Taking off backpack) I don’t want to ever go back to school again. I wish I never moved to Canada.
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.
When I was in kindergarten, I did not have friends; my highs and lows oscillated on the approval of others who understood me even less than I did myself. For picture day, I remember being happy to wear my favorite shirt: a Strawberry Shortcake blouse with ruched sleeves. A girl deprecatingly told me I looked like a little kid. I never wore the shirt again. Although I already felt like an outsider, the situation worsened when I moved from Las Vegas to Hawaii.
For as long as I can remember there has always been a yearning deep within my innermost being to experience first hand an array of cultures and countries. As a teenager, I had the good fortune to travel throughout Europe and to live in Germany for two years. Traveling and living abroad was so appealing to me that I decided as a young adult to relocate to Mexico. While in Mexico I not only acquired a profound respect and appreciation for their culture, but also worked diligently in order to achieve a near native proficiency in the Spanish language. Upon my return to the United States, I slowly began to formulate my next adventure, a trip to the culturally rich and uniquely diverse country of China.
Bahamas My family and I went to the Bahamas on April 19, 2015. The Bahamas is an island located of the coast of Florida. We flew into the Nassau, Bahamas and stayed at the Atlantis Resort. We went because my Dad was getting honored for being with the Principal Financial Group for 20 years, but that was only two days out of the trip and we went for eight.
I have had tough hope once, I had to move to a different state and start to get used to the new place. Moving was hard and took a long time to move everything to our new house. My new house was hard to get used to because it was different and I wasn 't used to it which made it hard to sleep and I had to leave my friends behind and I would have to find new friends. Making new friends was hard because I would be alone until I found new friends and I would have no one to talk to so I would be very quiet. Usually I would always be talking to a friend and I am only social with friends.
Throughout the history of mankind, many people have wished for the ability to travel back in time. There are countless historical events that I would want to travel back to, from world wars, incredible inventions and to major sporting events. Everyone would use this opportunity differently, but I would travel back to the early 1900’s to live through the major moments that occurred in the United States. The two world wars have always fascinated me from a very young age, and I always appreciate opportunities to learn more about them. History classes, books, and movies have given me information over the years, but it has never seemed to be enough for me.
The Other Land “Tick tock, tick tock...” As time went by, just after school, I stared at the alarm clock; it was already 12 o’clock at night, but I still had much work to do, and I was exhausted. Suddenly I remembered the time when my teacher said: Americans are just right under our feet, because they are just on the opposite side of the world. “So if I was in America at this time; I would have energy, so cheer up,” I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and comforted myself, “If I was in America, what would it be like? A land of hope and freedom,an inclusive and a sustainable country.
Starting over Starting over might be easy when you are young, but if you are middle age and already have a stable and calm life, it is very hard to start over. My family and I moved from Egypt to The US three years ago, so we had to start from scratch. We found systems in the US are different from my country. After we found a good residence, our concern was finding employment. I was a science teacher in my country, so I tried to find a job in the educational field, but there were a lot of requirements to get a job as a teacher.
