How Many Of You Grew Up From A Different Country?

Moving to a different country is a great adventure that can bring pleasure and distress being a new immigrant. Many would have difficulty dealing with the culture shock that goes along with moving into a foreign country. This is unavoidable because of the unknown surroundings, unfamiliar customs and different behavioral formalities and structure. The four stages of Culture Shock may stop it sooner once they notice the patters. The four stages of Culture Shock are: honeymoon, negotiation, depression and adjustment. The first stage of culture shock is often positive, during which immagrants become infatuated with the language, people and food in their new surroundings. The follow stage negotiation is probably the hardest stage, after sometime in the new enviroment you start to feel the cultural differences. The culture may seem confusing or frustrating. You may blame your frustrations on the new culture and

During Thanksgiving break of my sixth grade year, I embarked on a journey with my family to Spain. Though I had been taking Spanish for three years, I had a very limited vocabulary, but since neither of my parents have ever learned Spanish, I was still one of the best speakers in my family. I was very excited, but also very nervous. It was my first time visiting Europe as well my first international plane ride. Our plane took off at around seven pm our time, and we arrived in Madrid when the sun was just starting to peek through the clouds. We checked into the hotel, dropped off our bags and hit the city.

I remember the first time I flew in an airplane. My eight-year-old self looked out the window of the terminal I was taking off from, astounded by the large size of the vehicle. Worried, I thought to myself how could something that big fly with so many people? Yet, as the plane took off my worries became excitement. Not only was this my first flight, this was the event that marked the start of my new life, my takeoff from Vietnam to America.

Moving to America to start a new life can be extremely daunting. Living in a new country, not knowing what the future holds and learning new customs is a frightening prospect. The struggle immigrants go through is harder than most things I could imagine.

Americans can easily adapt to the new environment. We have many big airports in U. S. that’s even much easier for people to travel and move. U.S is a very diverse country that people can easily get along with each other, no worry and concern about to get in a community. Since there are many immigrants, it is common to see people in U. S. to move around. We all speak same language which is English, there is no difficulty of communication. There is maybe slightly accents between north and south, but many thing are very common and we can easily figure out. Unlike in some countries, people may speak different dialect in different regions. They will have a difficulty of communication. Since everyone owns a car there are gas stations everywhere. People never worry about running out gas while they are driving and traveling. There are many paved highway and easy for traveling, highways and roads are all connected, and easy and convenient for traveling. American never worry about to get lost or not. They can always find a new way to get to the location and place they desired, U.S has a nice pave interstate highway, unlike some other country it could be a difficult to travel form state/ province to another. Some country have to stop many

We kept our path on the road and eventually we made it past a couple of days, me being scrunched up between boxes in the backseat of the car and . I sat there looking at the dark sky with the even darker shadows of the big evergreen trees surrounding the parking lot of the motel. I was sitting alone while my aunt checked in and you would expect me to be anxious of such a foreign place. Time went by and you’d still find me sitting there, pondering that

It was 7:00 am on a summer morning and I was still in a daze after just being woken up. Today was to the day that I was going to see my sister and as soon as I made sure I had everything, I headed out. My sister lived far and instead of wasting gas to drive, I was going to fly. I was on my way to the airport with my mom and grandma and as we got closer, my heart began to race with fear and anticipation. It wasn’t because I was afraid of flying, because I actually loved it. I loved the way fields looked like worn quilts from so high above. However this time was different, because on this trip, my family would not be accompanying me and I would be flying alone.

As I walked quickly to the arrivals, my suitcase making skid marks on the terminal floor, I couldn't fathom the thought of waiting another second for this adventure. For what felt like hours of waiting, my aunt had finally picked me up. It was a three and a half hour drive to Mark Twain National Forest and I watched through the window as the sky changed into a colorful painting of pinks and blues. The fresh air of the Midwest ran through my veins and I felt like I was home again.

I believe that the ability to completely immerse yourself in a different culture, location or atmosphere is enhanced by your senses. In Sydney, the cool ocean breeze and the captivating sights of nature will leave you stupefied/ overwhelmed. Your nostrils fill with the enticing smell of ‘Paellas’

Almost every day I start to wonder why we feel uncomfortable in a new environment. Everyone sees the world differently; I wonder how the experiences we've had change the actions that follow. Maybe it is because of the new location or the rules that apply? These are some questions I wonder about when I was reading Oranges by Gary Soto.

Nervousness and uncertainty entered my mind while sitting in Newark Airport, I reflected on how this experience would impact my life, as I entered the aircraft I felt tenser and very excited at the same time. It was time for takeoff, I read a book for 1 hour, wrote down things I wanted to see, and then feel asleep until we landed. When I came through Customs in Arlanda Airport I was greeted by my mom’s uncle Robel and two of my cousins, I was surprised how fluent they all were in English.

As I stared at the window of the airplane, I realized that I am leaving the place I grew up and the only place that I was familiar to. I had a long eighteen hour flight ahead of me. I could not believe I was leaving everyone and everything I knew and cared about. A part of me was excited and I could not wait to start a new life in an exciting country. Also a part of me was sad that I was leaving my friends and family and everyone I knew since I was little.

Traveling has always been a guilty pleasure of mine. Imagine strolling down a sidewalk being surrounded by the twinkling lights of world famous monuments and chapels. Hearing an elegant, but virgin language from inside the cafe serving cultural cuisine. As an American it is natural to feel so out of place, but so comfortable with the surroundings in the stylish environment. Being 5000 miles from home has never felt so native.

America is traditionally a safe country of immigrants. Literally engaged in a modern culture and perhaps an advanced language as well. It can also be a time of confusion as you try to learn how to respond appropriately to cues that can seem foreign, and to "do the right thing" culturally.

Upon arrival at a faraway country, jetlag clouds over while unfamiliar faces bustle by. Unique smells and bouncy music that you’ve never experienced before pulse through your ecstatic brain as you search for a bite to eat. Everything is new and exciting. Even the spoken language sounds like birds singing, not people conversing! The first peak at your new home – a quaint apartment overlooking the outskirt streets of Rome, makes your heart dance. Your new roommates are fabulous, tasting bizarre foods is amusing, and navigating to school on the unreliable bus system is an exhilarating challenge. Your trip here won’t be a smidge below awesome!