My Dream Experience

got bombarded with this experience when I was only 7 years old. I was an inexperienced adolescent who valued nothing but life’s necessities. My youthful self had no ambitions, no dreams, and no aspirations, I was simply happy with the little life has to offer. I was too young to comprehend but now as I’m looking back, I now realize my life changed the instance my parents informed my siblings and I that “we are going to America.” It was the winter of 2006 when I took my first step outside Newark

day was August 20th, 2003. My mother enrolled me for pre-school at Good Shepherd. As a three year old I remembered only a handle of things. The first day of school came upon me and I immediately rejected it. My mother had to strangle me out of the car while I was gripping a seatbelt holding onto what seemed like my life. When she managed to settle me down and hurry me into the class she became a paparazzi. Soon she left, and I scoped the room for my friends and foes. My eyes landed upon the teacher

that one receives determines their outcome in poker, the types of teachers a student gets on the first day will determine the success of their year. My stomach was tied in knots, and I could feel the sweat soaking through my shirt. My hands were sweating as I spun the combination lock. I tried remembering the numbers but it just could not get to my mind. I was thinking ”1234 or 4321?” The next thing I ever did know what I was doing was running down the hallway screaming while other people were giggling

is doing, has my life in his hands. When I found out I would be taking a helicopter to prom instead of a nice car, I believed I was having a nightmare. The one where I’m falling endlessly, spinning out of control, until I am jolted awake. The thing which is my biggest fear in the entire will be my transportation of choice for one of the most memorable nights of my adolescent years. I feel like vomiting the morning of what should be one of the most epic rides of my life. Knotted, my stomach twists

before prom. As I laid in my bed tossing and turning, excited but nervous, so many thoughts were going through my head. I knew that I got nominated for Prom Queen, and I was just hoping and praying that nothing would go wrong the next day. My charming boyfriend, Mar’Kiese, was getting annoyed because I kept moving so much. He told me to relax, so I stared at my ceiling and I was literally counting sheep until I fell asleep. The next morning, we were both woken up by my vexatious alarm, and usually

an instant, my mind drifted me to the time when I was standing on a ledge of a bridge, 250 feet from the ground getting ready to bungee jump. With my dad yelling, “Just let go and jump!” I literally peed my pants. I bent my knees, arms out and in the face of my fears, took the leap of faith. My mind warped me back. I was inside the plane again. I didn’t know a single soul in this country. Coming to America was another jump. Why did I listen to dad? Before I knew it, I again peed my pants. Mister

on the right, and my favorite town in the world straight ahead. The freshly fallen snow glistening in the street lights and the cute little houses all lined up in a row never cease to bring a smile to my face. On this trip specifically, I sat there looking at the town below with the biggest smile on my face and excited butterflies in my stomach. As a child, seeing Steamboat felt like Christmas morning because it truly reminded me of some of my happiest memories. That night my family’s Toyota 4-runner

My heart started pounding as my flight arrived at Los Angeles International Airport. It was the moment I had been waiting for three years, I could still recall the memory of breathing the first salty air with the fragrance of ocean breeze — it was a sunny day. After checking out and picking up my luggage, I knew my brand new life in the United States had just gotten started. Everything looks as familiar as the scenes in my memory. I saw American burgers with french fries served in restaurants like

This summer my American dream was fulfilled through the simple things. This summer I was able to be blessed with a job. And I was an assistant for a home daycare and this was like a dream come true honestly because i love working with and being around kids. And it also gave me something to do during the day. I woke up every morning excited to get to work i would get to work every day on time. I was just so ready to be in he presence of the wonderful kids, we also had a activity daily planned

Throughout my experience I have learned so much about myself and know that if I put my mind into something I can achieve it. Thanks to my peers, friends, mentors, and professors I have learned that everything will be okay. That I have the potential to do it and I just have to keep going and have the passion for it to be able to achieve my dreams. I know that I am a step closer to obtaining the “American Dream” for my parents. Having to go through this has made me a more mature person. Also, it has