ntroduction Back in 2009, when I first came to the United States, I had a terrifying experience. I just finished taking a shower when I suddenly felt out of breath and my heart was pounding fast. With my nursing background, I had to keep calm, drank water and sat down judging that it would soon be over. However, moments later, the symptoms still persisted. I did not exhibit any chest pain, but I knew something was amiss. Without delay, I phoned my aunt who was a critical care nurse and was told to
I can’t remember how I twisted myself in the air to come crashing down with my arms outstretched, but I did it. Maybe I was torquing after losing my grip on the basketball hoop, but I remember most of the fall, staring down at the concrete, seeing my hands automatically extend. I had a sense of the powerfulness of that landing, a landing that would finally defeat a part of my body and successfully break it. I have had close calls before. Everyone has. But I knew, while in the air, feeling that slow-down
It was still dark out when I awoke, the sun would not be up for another half-hour. I could feel the relentless humidity on my face. I woke the other members of my team and we loaded the jeep with the equipment we had packed the night before. We arrived at the clinic just as the sun rose; people already in line. I was reminded of last summer’s mission to Cambodia. I greeted everyone with “buenos dias” and a smile as we unloaded the equipment and set everything up inside. Our first patient of the
living alone in Saudi Arabia and my family was living in the United States. I recognized that year would be very arduous because I thought my parents showed favoritism to me. They wanted to take all my sisters and my brother to study in United States, but they did not want me to come with them. I had faced a problem. If I studied in United States, I would be in ninth grade and that would make me late two years behind my current grade in Saudi Arabia. However, this was in my last year of high school in
My dreams are limitless but I strive to turn them into plans, then reality. I carry two cultures in my heart and speak two languages. I have faced death several times in Syria, which made me appreciate the value of life. I encountered numerous hardships and difficulties but treated them as opportunities for personal growth and development. Whenever I fail, I step back, reflect, learn from the experience and move forward. I love working with others and viewing things from different perspectives. Part
some of my acquaintances fantasised of being princesses while others dreamed of being police officers or knights. My notion was not as preposterous as theirs, but almost as out of reach; I wanted to study in the United States of America, better said I wanted to move there. Growing up in a relatively small town, where everyone seemed to share the same principles once they got past their childhood virtuous, I felt stuck. Once again, I was a dreamer, forever stuck in the what ifs scenarios of my own imagination
Guide to Comp I John Beckley, the first librarian of the United States Congress, once said, “Most people don’t plan to fail; they fail to plan.” I have found this to be true in many areas of life, including my college classes. Having almost completed my first semester of Composition I, I have realized that college presents a new arena of life, and therefore demands thoughtful planning, planning made necessary by new found freedom. Freedom is a relative term in college; it is experienced in and out
Today is not my first experience in an airport or the first time I’ve set foot in the United States, but this moment is different from the others. The U.S. is no longer is a place to visit, to vacation during the last parts of summer when the American children have all returned to school so the waterparks aren’t as full, but I’m now one of the students tourists attempt to avoid, now it’s permanent, now America is my home. Suits and khakis, dresses and jeans, my eyes follow the people bustling around
in my life where I had to migrate from Haiti to the United States to a whole different country and different environment to not only get a better education but to also have a better and safer life. I came to Orlando Florida at the end of my sixth-grade year where I went to school with no knowledge of the English language or the people except for my mother and father. I first met my father when was sixth years old we spent two weeks together after he left again to go back to work in the united states
My friends told me that “The United States is the land of opportunity, and everyone can succeed in this society if they work hard. Furthermore, there are many good schools here, where are also a powerful force for students entering an amazing career”. Honestly, people like to live here and set up plans for their life, and so do I. Although I am a full-time mom of two sons, I want to go to school and graduate with a mathematical professor’s degree. Thus, my sons and seventy-four credit hours of college