Moving to America

Moving to America, was a difficult transition for me. I had come to the realization that I wasn’t going to see my friends any time soon back in Iran and that was hard to overcome at a young age. I was alone as a child because my siblings are a lot older than me, and my parents’ had the challenge of starting over because they had left everything behind in Iran. However, that wasn’t going to get in the way of me succeeding in school. I have always been a fast learner, by the age of eight I had already learned four languages. Also, I was voted most improved by my classmate every year I was in Elementary School. This might not seem like a big achievement, but as a young student in a new country it was a huge motivation boost for me to improve every

The journey began, the first state we rode through was Alabama, I couldn’t see much since it was night time. All I could see was the clear night sky. No stars were shining that night. The only lights I could see were street lights, building lights, and other cars. Looking around inside the car, everyone was asleep except for my uncle since he was the one driving. I must have been asleep the whole 4 hours and 46-minute car ride through Mississippi because I don’t remember anything, same with Louisiana. Finally, when we got to Texas all I wanted to do was get out of the car, so luckily, we stopped by to eat at Cici’s. My aunt said, “To enjoy this last meal since it was the last fast food, that we would be having for a while.” After we ate, it took us about 5-hours to get to Matamoros, Mexico. That was where we had to drive through the border to get into Mexico. Once we got into Mexico, there were lines of cars everywhere from people trying to enter and leave at the same time. The lines were slowly moving, like a turtle, inch by inch. There

The day was finally here. It was November 11, 1990, the day that our family was to go to ¡®Land Of Liberty.¡¯ I heard so many different things about this country called United States of America and I was warned that it would be nothing you¡¯ve expected. The plane ride did not seem as long as it was; partly because I was lost in my own thoughts with hopes and anxiety. I thought about what I will become in this massive country I was headed and how soon I will adapt to this new culture and people.

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.

I walked around unsteadily all day like a lost baby, far away from its pack. Surrounded by unfamiliar territory and uncomfortable weather, I tried to search for any signs of similarities with my previous country. I roamed around from place to place and moved along with the day, wanting to just get away and go back home. This was my first day in the United States of America.

Moving to a new country, state, or home can be very rough at times, but also very rewarding at the same time. Even though people move all the time it can still be scary and nerve racking. People can move for many different reasons, sometimes by choice, and sometimes because they are forced too. However, people mostly move because of hard times, new opportunities, or they are newlywed couple searching for a new start and a place to raise a family. Whatever the cause of moving, people will soon either hate or love the effects that will become upon them.

Stepping out of my first plane ride, I experience an epiphany of new culture, which seems to me as a whole new world. Buzzing around my ears are conversations in an unfamiliar language that intrigues me. It then struck me that after twenty hours of a seemingly perpetual plane ride that I finally arrived in The United States of America, a country full of new opportunities. It was this moment that I realized how diverse and big this world is. This is the story of my new life in America.

The most memorable event in my life was when we moved out from Russia to a country that changes lives and is known as a dream land called the United States of America. When we sat on the airplane that was going toward the United States in August of 2004, we knew our lives are going to be changed in the way we always wanted them to. After twelve years of not going to school and being discriminated by Russian citizens, this moving to a new country was the most amazing, not just in my life generally, but for my entire family as well.

Coming to America was very scary and dangerous. Children had to leave their leave moms and dad and ride on boats alone. They faced many challenges such as sickness. People on the boat got sea sick or got the flu. They were contagious so they gave it to others. The sea was rough, some boats never made it to the New World. Many people died on the way to the New World. They survived on very little food and water they could only store as much as what would fit on the boat. They couldn’t drink sea water because it would dehydrate them even more and when they got to America they would have to find money to get a house and food. Life was very difficult because parents had to find a job. By the time some of the kids reached the New World the parents

“There are events in life, which can change yourself or your ideas”. For me, the most primary change happens when I moved from Ethiopia to the USA. Why? My mom first answer was “For the better of your education and job opportunity” To tell the truth I didn’t want to the US I was going to leave my family and culture grew up in. Moving to America has made me a better person. Two factors that change was that the opportunities given here are extraordinary. Also realizing the difficulties my parents were going through.

Immigrating to America during the mid-1800s to the early-1900s was a very difficult and important change to an immigrant's life. Immigrants came to America because of political and religious issues, economic opportunities from the Great Plains, and employment. These reasons are called pull factors, these encouraged many immigrants from different countries to leave their homeland and travel to America. Immigrants also believed in the American Dream. The American Dream has many meanings, for the immigrants they believed that this was a pursuit of big opportunities and living a stable life. Immigrants also had terrible issues back at their homeland which gave them the motive to leave, these are called push factors. Some push factors were poverty,

It was late October, 2011, when my parents told me we’re moving. I didn’t believe them. “What kind of joke is this? This is jaw dropping.“ But later, a sudden coldness hit at my core and I realized that they were serious. More deliberate questions popped in my mind. “Why would we move? What about my friends? Who is going to pay for the house?” These were all questions that initially ran through my jumbled mind. My parents refused to answer my questions. This however, got me extremely angry. How could they force such a change in my life and ignore my questions? My parents were being bitter, not because they were making me move, but because they were completely ignoring my feelings and questions. My opinions, pointless and powerless, meant nothing to them because the choice has already been made. After all, I’m pretty sure no one would like to move to a new country and adapt to a new environment.

Tradition is existing knowledge. A tradition is a group of related ideas that have lasted for a long time. In some cases people have spent that time trying to improve the ideas. We'll call that a dynamic tradition because it changes over time. In other cases, the focus has been on keeping the tradition exactly the same over time. We'll call that a static tradition because it does not change. Although these approaches are contradictory, some traditions are mixed.

A young fragile soul and yet so eager to experience life abroad, when she moved to a whole different world. Distance was never in my imagination of a reason why I would be apart and so far away from my loved ones; my family and my friends, the most precious things in my life.

Coming from one country to another is never easy. Moving from one country to another if you plan on living in the new country is plain hard, since there will be a big cultural gap. Moving from a Middle Eastern country to USA however is one of the biggest cultural gaps there is. Why? A big part of it is the religion because the Middle Eastern countries are Muslims and USA is Christian. That is why Andre Agassi has a hard time understanding why his father acts and reacts the way he does because they are raised in two different cultures.