My American Dream

The American dream is the ideal job you have for yourself along with how you wish your life to plan out. For any american dream you will need a certain amount of education and training. As well as talents and experience. My American dream is to be a film producer , I find myself constantly looking at the behind the scenes of a movie imagining i’m there helping with them, my creativity is very strong point.

Given these points I have been reflecting on these past subjects i have come to a thought of my own , An american dream my own better richer life especially with my age in the moment.As my descusions in class was mostly having a college career and being able to prvide for others and yoursef and one day starting a family which where the majority of my peers american dream;At first it was mine to but then i started thinking as i was going back and doing my last edits on my paper I realized that that was the basic american dream for the future and of course i wanted that but I Also want more I hope more for myself ,i want to be happy to be able to have the same joy as my grandparents do and the determination as my ansesters did and the same

The sweet aroma, the delightful and creamy taste is perfect. The stranger looks up and has a genuine smile on their face. They just tried goat cheese for the first time at the Wytheville Farmers Market. I attend the local Farmers Market to support my family, and it pushes me closer to achieving my ‘Big American Dream’. My ‘Big American Dream’ is to gain the knowledge to have a successful family business and prosperous life.

Ever since I was a small girl I wanted to become a doctor. I knew that I would never be a doctor though, where I live women are not doctors, they take care of the house, children, and the agriculture. My alaba’ knew how much I wanted to be a doctor and told me they would help in whatever way they could to make my dreams come true. When I was 17 years old my alaba’ told me that they would help me to get my doctorate. I decided that I would go to Iran to receive my degree. When I got to Iran I knew it was going to be very difficult, being away from all of my ‘usra for so long. I cried for many days after I got to Iran, I missed my ‘usra so much, but I wanted to follow my dreams. I thought about going back home many times but always decided that I wanted to follow through with my dreams of being a doctor. I soon adjusted to things, I still missed my ‘usra very much and often still found my self sleeping on a pillow soaked in my salty tears. I made many friends, most of them being from school, I got a job to keep me occupied and make me some extra money. I was really starting to love life, but still missed my ‘usra like crazy, I couldn’t wait to finally go home.

I believe that everyone has experienced their creation of their own unique “American dream”. Personally, while growing up, I was told by my parents that my hair had to be a certain way based on how others would judge it and my skin color. My curls were always straightened or hidden. My parents told me that straighter hair would enable me to live the “American dream” of wealth and respect. As a young child, I did not mind it, but as I got older, my feelings changed. I remember asking my mother if I could stop straightening my hair and I was not allowed to. She feared that it would prevent me from getting jobs when I went to interviews. As an adult, I am able to make my own decisions regarding my hair and like Lam, create an “American dream”.

After a while everyone moved out and it was silent. Then Lennie burst into the room and started talking about the puppies. He asked George about ‘that place’ and George started telling him a story about how they were going to have a nice place with a lot of land and animals and it sounded appealing so I just decided to ask them about this dream and see whether we could be one of the only ones that could make the American dream come true. I had faith but when I spoke up they looked like they forgot me and that it wasn’t something I was allowed to hear. In my head I made a few fast calculations and it would be possible to work out after one month. I hoped I was allowed to stay that long because they actually just want to throw me away because

Victoria has one more year of college and as any young adult she is nervous and excited to face the world. As her mother I have guide her and encourage her to follow her goals. Being a mother is difficult enough so when my daughter expressed to me about her passion; I was taken back into time when I was her age with my own dreams. My advice to her was to finish college and work inher field of Marketing and Finance. Explaining to her that she needs to distinguish between passion and skills.

As kids, we dream big for the future hoping we could soar through the sky or even become someone who makes a difference in this world. Every time I stepped outside my apartment and walked through the neighborhood looking at enormous houses. I asked my mom if we could move into one of those single-family homes, she replied “no tenemos suficiente dinero para mudar” which translates to “no we don’t have enough money to move.” I realized that based on my living situation we were almost poor.

Every day as I walk towards all of my classes and feel the thousands of people around me, I remind myself that it wasn’t always like this. Who would have known that a boy from a small pueblo in the tropical island of Puerto Rico would end up going to the largest university in the state of Tennessee. As a young man, never in a million years would I have imagined my life to be the way it is now and it began ten years ago on the day that my family and I landed in the Nashville airport. Excitement filled all of our hearts for this new beginning, and the first memory I have was when we first stepped out of the airport that December afternoon. There was something different about the way the air and the sun felt on my skin. Almost as if the air had

Our nation was founded on the idea that everyone is created equal, and with this equality we each have a chance to achieve what is known as the American Dream. This idea has been engrained in our society for generations that any American, no matter where you start out, can achieve this idyllic life. The Declaration of independence even states that “All men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness”. When asked what asked what their idea of the American Dream is, people may respond with things such as: being rich, getting married, having kids, or getting a high level job. My idea of the American Dream is much different. What I aspire my life to be, is free. I desire to be free to do the things I wish, to travel where ever my heart desires, to be free from financial debt, free from dependency on others, and simply to be free to be me. Freedom is historically known as an American ideal; I believe everyone, no matter their history, deserves the opportunity to be free. The environments that we grow up in, who we choose as our friends and who we surround ourselves with, shape who we are, and in turn affect our aspirations in life as well as the means we must go to achieve them. Anyone can achieve success, but your environment impacts your meaning of success and how hard you must work to reach your goal. Today growing up in a financially and ethically diverse

“Tendrás que trabajar mucho y no tendrás el tiempo para aprender suficiente inglés e ir a la Universidad.” “You’ll have to work hard and won’t have the time to learn enough English to go to college” This was my welcoming to the American Dream. Being 21 years old and only knowing how to say “hi”, those words meant the end of my aspiration. Like an omen, three months later, I found myself making pillow cases and mattress covers in Brooklyn. Nevertheless, I decided to defy the odds by attending ESL classes Monday and Wednesday evenings Manhattan ,and on Sunday mornings in Queens. Since 2009, I was on a hiatus from college. But, I knew that learning English was the only way back to it. Despite suffering from sleep deprivation at that time, I persevered until the day I received my admission letter.

I take a glance at a marvelous view; a view I have never seen before in my lifetime: from the window of an airplane. This was my first time flying, and I was anxiously awaiting to reach our destination. After nine hours of pure fright and unease, we finally touched down in Rome, Italy. We grabbed our belongings, exited the plane, and checked into the airport where I received my first visa stamp. These were my first steps on foreign soil, the first time visiting the birth land of my ancestors, and the first time I experienced a significant personal understanding with language.

American identity is living on land founded by both political and religious leaders. Even though our society can be broken down into different ethnicities, as a whole we are our own culture. A very unique one too, between values, dedication, hard work, and perseverance it all makes us American. My hard work and dedication are pushing me closer and closer to my American dream, which is wanting to become a nurse practitioner. The title American dream basically explains itself, it’s a chance for every US citizen to have an equal opportunity to achieve their dreams. For me it means becoming what I wanted to be up until this point. I wouldn’t be as close as I am today without my family and friends support, having determination and being a hard worker, and setting goals to go to a college. Becoming a nurse practitioner and going to college is the American Dream that I want to strive for with hard work and dedication, helping sick kids at Children’s hospital.

Many years ago, my family fled persecution from their war-torn country of Iraq with hopes of securing a better future for their children. Struggling to acclimate to a foreign country through poverty, my family attempted to make the American Dream a reality. We began by opening a small convenience store selling postcards, mugs, and T-shirts. While working with my father for our family business, I watched him from a distance. I saw the way he treated the customers, how he spoke to people and the ways he conducted his business. His work ethic was impeccable. I saw how he worked so hard for everything we had. He demonstrated to me every single day, as I rang up an item with that cash register, the importance of hard work and dedication. Working in the family business at a young age instilled invaluable lessons of responsibility, maturity and commitment. Through perseverance and great effort, my family and I were able to make our ultimate dream a reality. I plan on using these invaluable lessons to overcome the everyday challenges on my path toward becoming a physician.

Quoting my parents, we are living the “American Dream”. In my home, we are reminded that nothing’s impossible. When my father was eleven he came to this country very poor and unable to speak any English. His father worked as a dishwasher and his mother a maid to support a family of seven. My father knew the importance of education and hard work. With a growing family, he put himself through college, was commissioned into the military, earned a Master’s degree, and now works for one of the largest companies in Texas.