I have Grown from a Bud to Flower

Until now my experiences in this country had been very special to me. For the first time, I had to be away from my family. I was forced to make every decision without being reliant on the wisdom of elders. For the first time, I saw and spoke to

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 mother became depressed, my father became disabled, and my brother was skipping school. I continued going to school from eight until four, which was a big relief in my life because it made me forget the hard times. My grades slowly began to decline, as well as my motivation. I gave up many opportunities such as attending New York’s number one specialized high school. I recognized my mistakes and was able to identify my failure. School was not the only place where I lacked interest in because I also slowly started to push my friends away. As a young teenager, I did not think I would ever make it to college. I became frustrated at my parents because my life was ruined and it was all their fault.

I am Indian. My entire family is Indian. I am the very first child to have been born outside of India. My parents’ generation were the first to marry into non-Indian families. So America is pretty new for us. However, there isn’t really anything special about us coming to this country. My aunt came for school. My father came for school. My mother came because of my father. They all came by plane comfortably, and never experienced an adventure while coming into the US. It was the most boring travel story EVER.

On December third, I got ready to come to United State. My bags were in order and my passport with me. The time did not run that was not a piece of cake to me since I wanted to see my family. I went to the airport and I waited five hours on it. When I arrived to Washington D.C, I was enthusiastic. My family was waited me at the airport. When I saw my family, I ran to them and I hug them. It was amazing feelings. My family and I were happy because we finally were together. My father was registration me on VCU. Now I am studying English Language Program after that I will complete my degree to biomedical engineering. I have the best teachers in the world teach my English. This is the last semester in English that will be difficult for me since

After allowing everything controlled me, I was never moved forward. Seeing the situation right now, I regret the fact that I lost the opportunity to study and gain important knowledge from being a student. This is the most overwhelm mistake I could ever do. However, I have been changing the way I view my problems. First, I will put the family situations aside and gradually concentrate on what I have in control. Second, I will visit the counselor for guidance on how to release myself from

One day I come home from school and my family told me that we were moving to America. I could not

Most people have moved from one place to another, whether it's a house, city or state once in their lives. But there are not many people I knew that have move from one country to another. People immigrate to new countries for multiple reasons! They may need a better life, or they want to pursue their dream job. But this story's focus is on how my family immigrated from one country called Vietnam to the United States.           It was a sunny summer day in 2013. My parents decided that was time to announced the news "Guess what?," my dad said, "We are moving to the U.S.!"I was so happy when I knew! While I was not so verbal about my feelings, my two siblings have a different reaction to this news. My brother was constantly running around the house in circles.

Though I have lived for a very short time I accumulated a lot of memories over the years. I have had crazy and insane things happen to me, as well as funny and positive. One year in particular protrudes from my memory when I begin to think about it. The year 2013 was a crazy year but the things that happened to me back then made me who I am now.

America is known as the richest country in the world; so living here was many people dream including me. When I was nineteen, my family got the Visa to move to America. At that time, my mother was very frustrated that going here or not because we were having a satisfied life in Vietnam. However, my father, sister, and me were very excited that we could come to America the place that many people dream and called paradise. We thought that many people want to go there but they cannot so why we do not go when we have a chance. Also we thought our life would be happier and better than Vietnam. Consequently, my family came to the U.S since 2013 to start a new life. At the first time my family was very shock. There is nothing fun here because we did not speak English; and we were new comers. Houston was like a forest with many trees. Where are skyscrapers, people walking on the streets, or snow, which I saw in movies. For the second day we arrived Houston, my parents and me went to Vietnamese school to study the paper driver license test. On the time we wait to have our license. My father applied a job at an AC company.

I was fifteen years old when I first left my country and start the journey to the United States of America. My flight was smooth and was fun I get the chance to meet some good people on my way to the United States of America. I was so anxious and I feel all the butterfly in my stomach making me more nervous toward my end of the journey. When I landed in the USA my ears keep telling me what I was used to hearing when I was in Ethiopia saying. Welcome to the land of the free!!! I was too busy listing to what my ear was saying I forgot what my future holds. My brother came and took me from the airport and showed me around in my first week. However, once I am settled and everything is over the reality comes knocking the door. You might ask what the reality is. It is the American life everyone was busy and they all leave to work early and come home late, I start to find myself alone. That’s when I start to miss my mother and

During at summer, after 8th grade, I used to study everyday for two hours. Those two hours, i was preparing myself to start high school knowing everything. When I’m study, I need a room of silence because because I could concentrate patiently. I don’t want to be just like other people think the summer is all vacation. I put all of my effort and responsibility for high school. At this point, I never got held back or repeated a grade, i started school when I Was 3 because I love education. In high school, I studied for 2 hours and those 2 hours I was just studying for regents. But started 10th and 11th grade, I started studying more and more. I had 3 regents in 10th grade and 2 regents in 11th grade. Besides for those regents, I had to study

we believed we must move to America. It wasn’t as easy as we thought. In the end, we were so fortunate to get to move to America. 10 years later, we are in college pursuing a college education and living the life we never thought we would ever get; and it’s all thanks to the U.S. It makes me feel

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.

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.