My Disagreeing With Immigrants

Being a daughter of immigrant parents has never been easy here in America. Both my parents worked excessively hard to be financially stable. Unfortunately at the age of ten my life changed. I learned that my parents no longer loved each other. The arguing and fighting my parents had, only damaged me emotionally. I was too young to grasp the idea that my parents were separating which become one of the hardest times for my mom to maintain my siblings and I. Shortly after, I began attending church and fell in love with the idea of getting closer to God. Luckily, my life took an enormous turn the moment I gave my life to Christ. God has opened numerous opportunities for my education. I am proud of all the accomplishments I have achieved in high

My parents Immigrated from Poland to the United States in search for better opportunity for the children that they planned to have. When my parents finally made the move, they started with nothing and no one to turn to; they did not even know how to speak English. All my parents knew for sure was that they were going to raise three children in America and do all they could possibly do to motivate and make them passionate for school. My parents have always wanted their children to achieve the careers of their dreams and be able to support their own family as well as be happy with their lives. My parents have struggled with money their entire lives, which is another reason why they did all they could to get to America and motivate their children for schooling. They did not want their children to struggle with money the way that they did. But this led another issue, affording college. My parents did not have enough money for their children to attend college. Because of this, I have done my best in school to earn outstanding grades and do my best to earn scholarships.

My parents always wanted to give their children the life they never had. I am Mexican-American, both of my parents immigrated from Mexico to the U.S. before I was born. I have numerous relatives, including my older sister, who do not have the same opportunities I have to achieve success because they are undocumented. For them, college was only a dream that could never be attained. Being the first U.S. citizen out of my entire family affected the way I thought about life. It was expected that I would attend college because I was the only one who had access to all the resources granted to American citizens. Although, I agreed with my family, the pressure to succeed and be a role model to my younger siblings was overwhelming.

I was born in a middle class family in China and my parents care about me very much. Before I was even born, my farther adjusted the business hour of his clinic to make more profit by accepting more patients and my mother was a nurse who worked in my dad’s clinic, so they saved the money to send me to school and prepare to move to the U.S. Most of the members of my family already moved to the U.S. Moreover, once my aunt got her U.S. citizenship, she, as the sponsor, was able to apply for us to come. When I was 15, we finally got our immigrant visas and my parents told me we were ready for move to the America. Therefore, we sold everything we had in China we were staying at my uncle’s house in Hong Kong because we need to take the airplane from Hong Kong to Missouri, U.S. I still remember what my uncle said to me because he looked at me with a very serious face that caught my attention. “Qianxin, the America is different from China. I’ve heard people said life in the America is harder than China. However, if you work hard enough, you will get what you deserve.” The words are always in my mind. I tried to do my best in school and in everything because I want to be the person who can help my family.

In 2011, my parents and I came to America. The choice that my parents made had benefited my academic career. I have a better education here and schools in America helped me become a better 2learner. Education is an important part of one’s life. Without a good education, not everyone can achieve their lifelong goals that want to achieve someday. When I was living in India it was much more different studying there. The teachers in India, would not be as tough as the teachers here. Some teachers do not give any effort in wanting to help their students succeed. Eventually, my parents decided to come to America, to get a good career and help me succeed . When I came to America, it was an escape from the education that I was having before.

When I was still in my country Nigeria, it was my everyday wish to travel to the United States. Like most people in my country would say, America is the second heaven things are gotten with ease, good degrees are gotten with ease, houses are owned with ease, money is made with ease and foods are gotten with ease. When I finally arrived here, I discovered that the reverse was the case. Now at the age of 18, I have to work in order to raise funds for my education and to get good grades are not easy. Without hard work a student cannot make an A. Right now I am a bit confused with either going back home to live dependent with my parents or I stay here to bring out the best I can be and be dependent on myself. In Robert Kosi Tettes article, An

Being a first generation college student is a heavy load to carry due to the constant reminder of having to be a good role model for my siblings. Children of immigrants are often highly expected to excel in their academics and to be involved in extracurricular activities. His/her parent immigrated to the “Land of The Free” in order to receive a better life and to give their children a place to call home. They work from one to two jobs a week just so that we can dig through the pantry, and raid the refrigerator. We sometimes take our parents for granted unknowingly, and constantly fill our heads with a question that we all seem to ask. “How do I please my parents?”, “What do I have to do to make them happy?”. As students we should all be voicing “College!”. Yes, maybe our folks’s dreams have faded away, however that should be our motivation to aim higher; to achieve our American Dream. Throughout our years of education, our very own relatives and teachers have emphasized on the importance of receiving a higher education. I have come to realize that I should not be asking myself “How do I please my parents?”. Instead, “How do I please myself?”, “What will my lifetime goals be?”, “Will it leave my parents hard work in vain?”. Obtaining a higher education will not impact their lives, but will affect yours drastically. My American Dream has always been to become an immigration lawyer that deals with international relations or to become a professor teaching my true passion for

I am an immigrant born in the state of Puebla, Mexico. I arrived in the United States at the age of three; I started kindergarten without knowing anything but the words, "Hello, how are you?" in English. I honestly cannot say I was able to fully understand English until third grade, but from then on I was able to thrive in school. As soon as I was able to manage the English language, I achieved high honors in school, and my love for reading and writing came to be. My parents had always stressed the importance of college and how I was an example for my brother and younger cousins. Even before senior year I knew I was going straight to college, a gap year was not in my

I am a first generation Chinese American and to go to college. My parents immigrated here from Vietnam for my brother and I, they both came here working low wage jobs with very little school education. Back in Vietnam, when education wasn’t accessible to everyone, my dad dropped out of school in fifth grade and my mom dropped out in ninth to work for the family. Because they weren’t able to achieve the American dream for themselves, they decided to give my brother and I the best chance to have it for ourselves.

I came to the United States when I was 15 years old to live with my mom and my two siblings. My mom is a single mother and head of the house who worked 40 or more weekly to give what my siblings and I need. She works in a pipe company cleaning and installing screws to pipes approximately around 25 pounds. She decided to work in a man job so she could get some extra dollars to fulfill our needs. However is not enough to pay for my books and tuition. I decided to work as well so I can pay some of my tuition and some of my other necessities. But what I earn is not enough to continue with my dreams. My dream is to be the first member of my family to earn a college degree. I want to encourage those people who are immigrants and had to get use to

In life we come across challenges that inevitable leads us to make a choice, a choice between what we want and what we need. For some people those choices are easy, for others they are a challenge. An important decision that I've made in my life was coming to America to further better my education. I came to America from Jamaica on April 12, 2007. I was desperately slacking off in school, I wasn't really learning anything and it was just time for a change, a fresh start. For many years I've heard the doctors/my mom give excuses for my poor form, from because I was born premature, to because of my lazy/bad vision and hairing. But I believe in miracles.

I was brought for the advantages America offered. In Mexico I saw how people tend to live with only 600 pesos a week, I witnessed how dropping out of school was seen as normal, and I saw how people are expected to marry young. I saw how 12-year-old were already acting like 20 years having boyfriends after boyfriends. To make it even more controversial they had boyfriends that were around 6 to 10 years older than them. School in general is not as supported as it is here. The government has no involvement in school expensive. The parents are expected to pay school tuition, uniforms, supplies and etc. Not being able to finish school, are the small details why my parents came to this country. They were in hope that their children would not live the life they once had. They wanted and expect better education for their children, an educated that would obtain them the opportunity for them to avoid jobs that they had. I still remember when I told my parents that I got accepted a university, the tears in my mother’s eyes and the pride in me fathers face made me realize that I was making them proud. I was making their sacrifices worth it. Once the three other acceptance letters came in, that was the conversation they would have with everyone they would see. As the first generation to attend a university, everyone supported me when my parents could not take me to the orientations my older cousins would come with

Same as any other regular students who decided to go to college and committed to excellence, I also wish to have a chance for a bright future. However, there are many obstacles along the way. Before I came to America, I had never thought about college because my family could not afford for me to attend. When we had a chance to go to America, it was like a dream came true for my family. We believed that we would have a better life here and everything would be fine. As we moved to America, I was so grateful for a chance to go to school. Nonetheless, the language barrier was crushing my dream. In school, I could not understand the materials my professors presented because they spoke English at a faster rate than I could process. I felt that there was no way I can pursue the American Dream like I always wanted.

I was born in the Dominican Republic. By the age of 3, my mom moved to the United States and left me in the care of my godparents who raised me in the catholic faith. Even though my mom didn’t raise me, I was somehow taught that my life was not to start until I moved with her. For example, my godparents didn’t like to discuss long term decisions because they thought by the time that long term decision took effect, I was going to be living with my mother. However, when I was about to start high school, I decided I was done with that mindset and communicated to my godparents that I wanted to apply to a high ranking high school because I wanted to get the best education. I didn’t care if I would move before or during my high school education. I was accepted into a very selective and academic driven high school, but by my junior year, I got my visa and immediately moved to the United States to live

Without the support of my father and the drastic change in my life, I understood that the only way to improve my quality of life was to study and find the passion to which I was going to dedicate the rest of my life. After careful thought, I decided to move to the United States. Leaving my family, I came to this country in search of knowledge, contacts and “greater opportunities”. During these years, I have been confronted with many obstacles, but I have been able to resolve them thanks in part to my dedication. When it comes to achieving my goals, I find it in myself to push myself until that goal it met. I consider that there is no lack of opportunities for someone that believes in their capabilities and is aware that nothing comes without sacrifice, meaning that hard work and dedication are required in order to achieve goals.