I came to the United States from Russia almost 15 years ago in the 1999, with perspectives to discover something new and maybe in the pursuit of success. Being 17 year old out of high school I had no idea what to do with my life and what expect from this country. Nevertheless, I expected more opportunities and chances for success here than from my motherland.
90’s was a pretty tough period of time in Russia. After disbandment of the Soviet Union in the December of 1991, young democracy named Russian Federation was standing at the threshold of difficult future with hard and serious challenges. Country lacked the economic, political and military power of the former “Empire”. Economy was in depression, all the savings that people had in the Soviet bank system lost their value, overnight. If you had 1000 rubles on your savings (back then it was approximately equal to 4000-5000 US dollars) you would of been lucky if you were able to return 10% of that sum from the government, since the Bank system in USSR was nationalized and new government simply didn’t had any money to reimburse the investors or even pay the salaries. A lot of once successful people - doctors, teachers, military officers, and scientists ended up below the poverty line. And the only option was left for them is either to stay and face the consequences or immigrate to the country where their knowledge would be respected and appreciated. Hence the post-Soviet immigration wave, also known as the “brain drain”, has
I am a changed and a better person, I have direction for my life, and I have an amazing friend circle. I have acquired the new way the thing's are done around here and go with the flow, while maintaining my old values and customs. According to me people come to the States to pursue many interests. But in my opinion, coming to this country as a student is the best way to feel its pulse.
As far as I am concerned, moving to the United States has taught me a lot. Indeed, even though I had already come to this country several times before for vacation, there are a lot of aspects that I had not thought about. For instance, its people, their mentalities, the culture, the system especially in education. When I first arrived, I had a hard time transitioning from the French to the American system. In addition, the
I was 14-year-old when I left my country to move to America in March 2012. When I heard I was moving to the United States, I was so delighted words cannot even describe how excited I was that day. I remember the night before my trip I could not sleep. I was excited because my whole family was going to be with me. My dad migrated to Florida four years before we came, therefore, I could not wait to see him again.
My dad brought us to the USA at the of 10 years old, to me was really hard to adapt to this country because I came here to a new country without not knowing the language and leaving everything behind, I got to a point where I got into depression and I just didn’t want to live here I wanted go back, but my parents and my family persuade me to focus on school and through the time everything was going to be easier, through the time I was in school I made new friends that helped me learn every day, for me that was really helpful. I learn how to speak, write and communicate with other people.
Looking for a better education I had to leave the motherland Ethiopia for the land of opportunities America at the age of 12. At first everything was weird, but as time passed I adopted to the American system and culture quickly. Right after graduating from high school I tend college but do to financial instability I wasn't able to continue to chase my dreams
Thinking back to the months previous to travelling to the U.S., I realize that my feeling of distress was reasonable, since I had to give up part of what I was, but that is what adapting is all about. Coming to the US has taught me many things, but the most important lesson I have learned is to accept myself. Thus, I have decided to enjoy the advantages of being an international student without forgetting my origins. If I keep a positive mindset, I’m sure the best is yet to
Having lived in the United States for a majority of my life, I cannot help but feel as though I have been given tremendous opportunities that I may have never received if I had stayed in my
In 2008, my family became residents to come live in the United States. I came thinking that I was one of the brightest students however, I knew I had to start over in the "Land of Opportunity". The thought of “not knowing” anything that has to do with America scared me. As a result, there was a side of me that hated it, that
After struggling for many years in the refugee camp we were given the chance to come to the United States of America.
In conclusion, coming to United States has engender my life to be better , but other times were egregious. It was good because it helped me to learn another language and make new friends, but bad because it made me go through depression. But I'm delightful that I got the chance to be able to speak three languages which a myriad of people would like to speak
Living as an American citizen, my experience here has been outstanding. The standards for my own American experience are universal, and some of mine include having the ability to change what I want to do in the future, being surrounded by cultural diversity, and having the opportunity to join the workforce at whichever age is convenient for my family and I. All three of these experiences have helped me immensely, whether it is introducing me to new experiences that teach me something I did not know before.
I came to this country with the dream to better my life and to succeed in order to help my family back home. It was hard from the beginning: I was thinking that I was going to find support and encouragement from my family, but instead, they were trying to basically destroy my dream. I used to hear phrases like, it’s too hard to learn English, look at me! I’ve been in this country for years, and I still cannot learn the language.
When I first came here I was only 9 years old; I did not know anything. I had always thought I was going to spend the rest of my life in my country, since I was born there, but I guess I was wrong. I remember as soon as I arrived at the airport, I got lost on my way to the restroom because the airport was exceptionally big and I did not know how to read the signs. That was when this one old lady found me just standing there and looking around.
Eighteen years ago, when I was the age of two, my parents made the choice of crossing the border into the United States to better our lives. They made the sacrifice, knowing the risks we were facing. We crossed over into a new dimension, a tornadic whirl of culture and language, where everything was foreign to us. The soil under us was no longer the same. The plants were no longer the same. Even the air, was no longer the same. The red shoes on my feet were the only thing reminding me of the past, but I could not click them together, wish three times and be home. My future changed instantly as we crossed the border into the United States. I had to find my yellow brick road. My transition into the United States, at a young age, has had a great influence on my leadership style and the way I handle conflicts.
Since arriving and taking the hard decision to stay in USA, I have been dreaming and envisioning the moment I will go back home. This country with millions of miles of highways, crowded metropolises, sunny beaches, lush rainforests and endless possibilities has been a foundation for a new beginning. It wasn’t easy to preserver and succeed all alone in this new world. Falling in love, getting married and starting a family has been a blessing which gave me a purpose for all those countless days of hard work and endeavor to achieve my dreams. Even though after five years everything was coming in to place and I felt truly happy, something was still missing. The puzzle of joyful life was not complete.