My Experience In College Life

Did you know that according to the Un refugee Agency’s annual Global Trends study found that 65.6 million people were forcibly displaced worldwide at the end of 2016- a total bigger than the population of the united kingdom and about 300,000 more than last year. ? Its tragic that this is true but this is what the world has came to.In the text Going to School as a Refugee the main issue for SB was he couldn't speak the language so he was always lost in school and always made fun of for being different than everyone else. Every refugee struggles with this problem because they flee their country to different one with a different language. When war comes to their village some of their family members die because if they dont agree with whats going on the communists or the army will kill them and move on. Since they don't know how to speak the language they can't make friends so they are always lonely, the only people they can talk to is other refugees that speak their language or their family. In the book Inside out and Back Again by Thanhha Lai the main character is a 10 year old girl named Ha. Since the war came to her village she had to put her childhood aside and be a grownup. She couldn't be picky because the she got were very limited because she wasn't rich her dad was captured and never came home. Like Ha, refugees are turned “inside out” when the war is coming to their village which means they have to flee their country and it means that they have to restart their

‘The Happiest Refugee’ discusses various concepts including the effects of war, the trauma that refugees experience, their desire to contribute to society and our negative attitudes towards them. After the war, South Vietnamese soldiers and their families were captured by the North Vietnamese Communists and held in labour camps. Some of these prisoners were eventually released (after 1976), however, they had no right to education, employment or government supplied food rations. If Ahn had not left this oppressive environment, he would have grown up in extreme poverty and would be a very different person due to the trauma that

Although I had sufficient meals in morning and evening, I was still hunger during day time. I played tennis on Wednesday. While running on the court, I felt extremely dehydrated and starving. When I hit the ball, I suddenly felt that I was going to fall down because I was shaky and exhausted. I ran to the bathroom and squatted down. I was overwhelmed by my weakness that a sense of insecurity surrounded me. “I am weak”, I told myself, “I can not do this”. I suddenly reflected on my experience in Yemen. I was sitting in the car while I witnessed refugee children knocking on my window and tirelessly begging for food. In their eyes, I saw no anger but fear. All they worried about were the basic need of living: food. Many people, nowadays, fast to lose weight. For them, fasting shows their courage and persistence. They lose the sympathy to the poor who starve to death. However, many poor people, including labors and refugees, have to do heavy manual work for livings. In addition to physical pain, the poor also suffer mentally. For instance, the refugee children are always worrying about their next meals with no sense of secure. They have no hope to their futures. With the experience of working in hunger, I am able to relate my feelings to poor people’s feelings and show empathy toward them.

Similarily examined in GBTWYCF, the participant’s genuine “refugee experience” allows them to identify social understanding about the fact of other people’s lifestyles and how they withstand the most severe of individual adversities. An extensive structure taken of Raye weeping followed by a remote taken of the moon enhances her concern towards Maisara “I’ve had issues holding child birth through…I do know where she’s arriving from…” examines how by your same circumstances as others, people are able to empathise.

The book begins by discussing the historical context of the war and time period in which refugees emerge into the scene. According to Tang, “the United States publicly positioned itself as the champion of displaced Cambodians, passing the 1980 Refugee Act and casting it as a global freedom project and Cambodian refugees as needing rescue by U.S. liberalism” (15). Throughout the book, Tang discusses how the United States contributes to the constant state of captivity that refugees experience from the minute they leave home to the moment they arrive in America. The United States’ participation in the Vietnam War gave rise to Pol Pot and the Khmer Rouge; these conditions caused a lot of unrest and forced many people like Ra to flee or remain trapped in captivity under the Khmer Rouge. The United States’ perspective on their actions during the war do not acknowledge their contributions to the national refugee crisis. Refugees are viewed as a solution to the war in the American perspective; thus, Eric Tang introduces the concept of refugee exceptionalism: “the ideologies and discursive practices that figure refugees as necessarily in the hyperghetto but never of it” (14). Tang effectively outlines the subsequent chapters where they each address a certain way in which captivity is maintained for Ra and other refugees. In Chapter 3 that mentions the Welfare Resistance, Ra is shown to be

In the battle of refugee resettlement, America is its own worst enemy. By abandoning and victimizing harmless refugees, America robs them of their chance at the American Dream. After spending two years interviewing refugees, Anna Husarska was able to support her argument that America is outrageously unfair to foreign refugees (90). In Husarska’s journal, “Exile Off Main Street: Refugees and America’s Ingratitude,” Husarska emphasizes how widespread and commonplace America’s refugee abandonment is, as well as how seldom America attempts to reconcile for it, and how poor it is at doing so.

It cannot be denied that food is a source of comfort for most people. When an employee of Mehlinger’s failing grocery store noticed that there were no local stores to cater to the significant refugee population, she suggested a change in products could bring about a revival to the business (174). Within months, Mehlinger was seeing a return on his investments into the exotic foods. His nearly immediate financial gain allowed him to view the refugee community in a different light, his familiarity with the different cultures around Clarkston soon replaced any fear that he may have had and further allowed his business to excel. In fact, he soon made the decision to hire numerous refugees of different backgrounds to aid in the food selection process (175). By providing employment opportunities to the refugees, he further aided the community and himself. His contribution to the refugee community may be considered miniscule to many, but his willingness to explore a new business opportunity and provide a locale for new Clarkston residents to buy their comforts of home, speaks volumes about the kind of man he is. When Mehlinger said, “’If you don’t change, you’re gone ‘” he was referring to more than his mere business

Many refugees have a hard time adjusting to their new culture because they are not accepted by their peers and community. First of all, in the article “Children of War”, the author states, “Sometimes I wished I’d stayed there, watching the war, rather than being here, safe, but without

After reading the article, “Shattered Lives” by Kristin Lewis, Dania faces living as a refugee outside her country.The challenges that she faced are when they were in World

Thirty years ago my parents lived in Thailand, a country of Southeast Asia at a refugee camp. The refugee camp was a small community of Hmong people that were in the process of either being sent back to Laos or be relocated in United States of America. The refugee camp came in place after the Vietnam War when Hmong people fled Laos to Thailand for safety. Thailand wanted to evacuate the growing population and established a refugee camp for the Hmong population for a temporary stay in the country. To quote from Working with Immigrant and Refugee Populations: Issues and Hmong Case Study, Margaret (Peg) Allen, Suzanne Matthew, and Mary Jo Boland stated, 'Thailand never welcomed the Hmong as permanent residents. In the 1990s the official United Nations refugee camps were closed, with the Hmong expected to return to Laos or emigrate to other countries' (Allen, Matthew, and Boland 5). United States of America came forward to accept the Hmong people in return for their involvement in the Vietnam War. Among the tragically moments in my parents’ life, my parents did not receive proper education, had to learn to survive and become an adult at a bearable age. When the opportunity came to migrate to America, my parents made the move to America for a better life and opportunity for their

She interviews war refugees who “always insist on feeding” her (3). These refugees must value the tradition of food highly, as many live in “decrepit buildings missing their roofs, or in damp apartments crammed with extended

From 1991 over one-sixth of Bhutan’s people flee their country and take a shelter in Nepal, India and other countries around the world. The large populations of Bhutanese refugee are called lhotshamps, an ethnic group, who were forced to leave their country in the early 1990s. Among 105,000 Bhutanese I’m one of them. I was born in a hut made of bamboo, food rations, and dirt roads. We are hostile, unsettled, unsure of who we are and what future held for us. I often think can we ever able to get rid out of the tag called “refugee” would my life ever changed, while ongoing tussled between mind and outside world finally in 2008 United States open a door for us to settled in the United States a “promised land” with full of struggle in 2009 we came here at Grand Forks. As I was growing up in the refugee camp I have seen a countless number of violence, crimes, injuries, and rebuff that words can’t be described. Most importantly death of people from a disease that can be a cure if, we have enough facilities such as, advanced medical training and hospitals. Although during my early childhood I have seen so much of maltreatment and practices, I always thought of having a career in health-related profession because I wanted to invest and improve the lives of individuals so that their children don't have to orphans, forced to work when their parent died, nor they have to beg for food. When I was 10 years old, my friend and I were trying to climb up the mango tree and I step in

Beldagi 2, Beldagi 2 was the name of the refugee camp that I lived in for 10 years. Most of the Bhutanese refugee camps were based in Jhapa, Nepal, which is in the heart of Himalayas. I don’t remember everything that happened in the camp. However, from those vague memories of the camp and camp life; I still remember we lived in bamboo hut and we used to get rice, vegetables and other types of food every Thursday. An organization used to provide us food and free schooling. My father taught Nepali in one of the camp school but the income was not enough for the family of 5 so he used to tutor students.

Looking back, I can’t even imagine how I spent my life back in the refugee camp in Nepal. It was not only a hard life, but an impossible one. There were various problems in the refugee camp like scarcity of basic needs and the unavailability of better education.

The contentment for everyone on the boat could not cover the burden on me; I knew for sure that I was pregnant. I was worried that I would not consume enough nutrition for my baby to grow, but I could not share my thought to anyone, even my brother. Every five days we received a bag of food which included one bag of rice, two canned goods, one bag of mung bean, and small bags of salt, pepper, and sugar. We walked in the wood and picked the leaves of Amaranthus, washed them, boiled, and added a little salt to make vegetable soup. I often wandered to a quiet place by the water, sit on a big rock, looked at the endless water, and wondered about my future. Would my baby be healthy? Could I be able to take care of him or her? Would my brother and I be resettled abroad to any countries or we would have to stay in this camp for a long time? One question appeared after another clouded my thought and I only could cry. A week later, I decided to look for the opportunity to help myself. I went to the kitchen of the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR), and made friend with the cook. He did not speak English or Vietnamese, I did not know any Indonesian word, but we understood each other. I helped him wash vegetables, cut meat, clean fish, and wash dishes; he gave the leftover fresh food to eat. A month later, the UNHCR transferred us to Galang Camp, because they needed space for new arrivers. Galang was much bigger and better