I would like to address that being the child of first-generation immigrants is harder than it seems, especially when they have yet to assimilate to modern American values despite being surrounded by them for twenty years. Not only are they stuck in the traditional Turkish lifestyle, but they are ill-informed in regards to basic vocabulary, pronunciation, and mechanics. As a result of this, my older sister and I are forced
For my parent’s, language was and still is a constant struggle doing things that seem easy to most people can be difficult for them. Things like ordering food at a fast food restaurant and asking for help at the grocery store seem may easy for most people but can sometimes be challenging for my parents. My brother and I try to help as much as we can by translating. I found it extremely helpful since it helped me stay connected to both languages. Now it is not as hard for my parents since they have picked up a lot of the language and there are different recourses.
Thomas and Cao wrote this article specifically for parents and families that have language separation through generations. Both
Imagine being a child, and not being able to communicate with your grandparents in what is labeled, the native tongue. Growing up in a traditional-to-modernized
In 1995, my family left Thailand as refugees and came to the United States. My Parents and I did not know how to speak English upon arrival, which limited our self-reliance and independence. Luckily, my older sister and her husband had been part of the first waves of Hmong immigrants to come to the United States and they had already acclimated to American’s culture. For the first couple of years, my brother-in-law acted as a translator and as my family’s personal guide to all things American. Of course, my brother-in-law wasn’t fluent in English, but instead, spoke a broken version of English which was adequate for taking us to the grocery stores and enough to teach us some of the cultural norms. This made the transition from the jungles of
After reading the article “Husband and Wife Differences in Response to Undesirable Life Events” I saw that the hypothesis the writer was testing is the reaction to negative outcomes based on the events and genders in the lives of married couples. In this study, the dependent variable is the reaction to events by the married couple. The independent variable for this study is the event that occurred that causes stress between the married couple. The article goes in depth about the stresses that the married couples face and which gender is more apt to talk about what is causing the stress. The researchers in the article are trying to figure out how the males and females in a marriage react to certain undesirable life events. The research in the article is qualitative; this is because it is measuring the quality of life between the genders of married couples who are experiencing less than desirable life events instead of a quantity of something. The best way to conduct this research study is the use of case studies. Based on the article, the researchers came up with a great amount of information that carries a
Some elders begin to discuss our youth, lamenting how they are drifting from our culture, and are forgetting their language. I ponder over the many languages lost when the white man invaded and killed our forefathers, and then forced our enslaved people to never speak their tongue. And now with so few knowledgeable enough to uphold tradition, even more of the youth are forgetting their language and heritage, and have less and less respect for their
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Changing is the hardest thing to do in the world. It was not easy for my parents to learn English and learn how to drive because of their ages. However, they tried to do their best, Whenever they got mail, they needed to ask someone who know English to translate for them. At that time, I could barely speak and understand English. I remembered one time, my dad and I went to my uncle house just to ask his help to translate what letter write about because we saw the letter from Social Security but we had no idea what they wrote about. My parents felt stressful because of studying driving. They were so scared in the road while they were driving and especially when many cars were in the same road. My mom failed her first two driving exams. I could
In Depth,It is important for victims to learn coping strategeties about bullies. Bullies will do anything to make the victim feel sad or angry ,so it is great to be informed on some tips on how to avoid that feeling. ''A coping model emerged from this study... self-defense, stand up to the bully, seeking social support, distancing, internalinzing, tension-reduction/externalizing,focus on the positive, and self-blame'' (Tenenbaum, 2011). Tenenbaum suggested many coping strageties that will work fine for the victim ; For example, When the victim distance himself away from the bully, he is avoiding trouble that could have lead to something much worse . These coping strategies can help a victim of being bullied have better ending results.
Hi Phuc, even though I was born and raised in America as a Vietnamese, I can understand the difficulty of speaking English. Growing up with two languages, I had a very difficult time learning both English and Vietnamese. My household language was mostly Vietnamese so when school started, I was overwhelmed by English and struggled greatly. I think that your narrative will be very interesting to read as I would love to see another’s person point of view on something that I also struggled with. In my situation, my classmates were mostly understanding and reading your crisis, I cannot imagine how it would’ve felt learning English and being made fun of when it’s not really your fault. I think that it’s great that you were able to move pass this
Growing up was burdensome. I grew up with my mother, father, and two sisters. Everyone in my family, including myself, were all born in the city of Saigon all the way on the other side of the world in an “S” shaped state called Vietnam. My family migrated to America hoping to seek a better life. When we arrived, everyone in the family had not one clue on what these strange, different ethnicity people were saying. Yes, we have come to America, the land of prominent English speaking language, without knowing a single word in the english diction. This big move have impacted our lives tremendously.
My great-grandmother doesn’t speak english very well and struggles with it. So there’s a decent size language barrier there. I have learned
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Every person that walks the face of the earth has had at least one hardship. Whether it’s a cracked phone or losing a loved one. There will always be moments when times are tough. The hardship in my life is not as heart ripping as losing a loved one, though slightly more problematic than cracking your phone. You see my whole life, my stomach never felt right, there would be times that I felt okay, more often than not though, my stomach would hurt. I never thought much of it as I had just gotten used to it. I remember in 2nd grade when I would sit in class and I could feel my stomach ache, I would just tell myself that I had just drank too much water and it wasn’t a big deal. I did this to myself until 7th grade, I told myself that having stomach aches everyday wasn’t a big deal and maybe it was just a part of growing or maybe it was just a family trait. About half way through my 7th grade year my stomach aches became much worse, my stomach would sometimes hurt literally all day. I couldn’t get it to stop no matter how many Tums I took. It progressively worsened until one day it became terribly bad making me have to go to Children’s Mercy. There they listed a long list of a bunch of things it could be, after telling me all of these names of different diseases I didn’t know, they listed one I did know, Crohn’s Disease, which is basically where your immune system is overly powerful and tries to fight some of my nutrients along with all the stuff it’s fighting on a normal