As my 5 years living in America theirs just some things I don't understand and find funny. These Americans are weird, like around the very end of each year everyone starts to get joyful and happy also like to bring up this word "Christmas" and it involves a big fat white man with a white beard who wears a red suit, which carries toys on a flying vehicle with deers flying it. I find that pretty funny if you ask me. But, that's not the only weird thing about this event. Everytime I walk through cities and neighborhood streets I see colorful lights on the outside of many American homes and big toys of characters. I'm not to sure what the lights are there for maybe to celebrate this holiday. I also, see these weird looking trees that
Initially, Germany began to decorate these trees in the 16th century. Soon, this form of Christmas celebration spread because of immigration. By the 17th century, when it was officially a common tradition, Americans adopted decorating their trees when German immigrants relocated. A rapid spread occurred in Europe in the early 19th century. This expansion occurred after England’s Royal family was photographed in front of a decorated Evergreen tree inside their home.
It can be very challenging to move away from the country you grew up in. Recalling all those moments of laughter, excitement, and adventure can only make one more and more depressed. I was born in Port-Au -Prince, which is the capital of Haiti and raised in Gonaives. I spend most of my early childhood in Haiti. I only knew my native language, food, music, and history. I was only familiar with my native holidays and celebration. Therefore, the day my mother came to me and told me I had been awarded my resident card, and we had to move to America. My life changed forever.
My American ExperienceAmerica is home to millions of people. I have lived my life in America my entire sixteen years on this world, and have cherished every second of it. Through these sixteen years, I have been able to establish my own thoughts and feelings on what the American experience is about to me. I may have my own opinions, though others may disagree with them. I cannot live the life of the millions of people living in America, nor can I explain the American experience on their behalf through their experiences. My own interpretation is a product all the experiences I have gone through growing up in America. As a child I was in the process of developing my own character and learning new things. I grew up with the impression that You can do anything you want if you put your mind to it. That is what America is all about the land of dreams and opportunity. If I wanted to become a doctor, I could become one. There s nothing stopping me from becoming president or anything else I want to be. But you don t become president like that. It takes hard work and determination to accomplish anything, hence the phrase if you put your mind to it. The path to success may not be an easy one, but only through hard work and education can it be obtained. Some say we are slaves to society forced to spend our worthless lives working nonstop. Perhaps one can make that case when referring to a country such as Russia, where the people work for the success of the country with a communist
Wei Bin Lin grew up in Shanghai, China. At the of age 20, Lin came to Brooklyn, New York where everything was completely different. It varied from all types of thing from the food, the way they dress, the types of music they listen to, culture, transportation, and how the way the school system worked. Lin felt totally out of place in New York, it didn’t feel like home to him, Lin was starting to feel homesick, he wasn’t entirely sure if he had made the right choice, but Lin told himself, “I’m sure as time goes by I’ll get use to this American lifestyle.” And yes, as time went by Lin was having the time of his life in New York.
Having the experience of traveling to Greece, Italy, and Sicily with People to People certainly influenced my potential interest to return to my rural community and serve in a leadership capacity. Having a leadership position comes with an immense amount of responsibility, which is something that I have developed through my travels with People to People. Due to that, I consider myself an abundantly passionate person, because I want people to venerate my appearance whenever I appear. The sophistication of traveling and interacting with people in foreign countries is the realization of the difference between the countries and the blessings of America as a society. As I have mentioned before, I have not at all constructed specific and detailed
hurricanes, and tornadoes are all disasters they save and help people recover and get to safety.
I am struggling to making a living. Mother has sent the message that Aunt Clarida has died due to the disease spreading across Europe. I am scared. I don't want to lose my family. I want them to be safe. I have made the decision to go to America to save my family from the deadly disease. I have to do this for my family. For their safety. For a better future. For them.
I feel really lucky to live in America because we are really free and we really don't have to worry about Tarists attacks. We get good education and then you get some countries that don't have education. To live in America you have to think of the people protecting use across the seas and on the mainland of the US. I've had relatives be in the Marines and I know how it feels when you lose a relative that is on duty. When I was younger I always wanted to go to the US War Dogs Association. I still want to because I could work with dogs and I get to go on missions. When I go to the US War Dogs Association I am willing to go into battle and hope we would win the war because I live in this Country. I love to live in America because I know I am
Every time I drive through streets of Washington DC, I see the homeless people sleeping on the side walk, benches, and stairs ways. I always wonder what can cause someone to end up like this? The most likely reason that comes to my mind that lead to this situation is not having a purpose in life. I believe having a purpose in life is the fuel of motivation to do anything, without it there is no reason to try. Today I have a wife, a house, and a decent fulltime job; which five years ago I wouldn’t even see in my dreams.
Breath in, breathe out. Don't worry; you are safe and sound. Let peace flood your soul, Hami because your life is everything it was meant to be. These are the words I tell myself every day as I wake up with the sun shining on my face. They are a reminder to be thankful for the life I have right now because truthfully, I should be back in Africa living amongst my family. Yet, I was blessed and given the opportunity to live most of my childhood in America with amazing parents who have taught me what it means to have faith and persevere through life's struggles.
I would like to live in the outside of town and I will still live in america and I will live in the plains like iowa or where the wife tell me where to go. And I also envision myself Playing in the big league for anything I don't care all I will care about will be the money I will make. For basketball you get more money if you are super good at it and I football is who much your worth on the team and in soccer is if you win or lose you get more money if you win and in baseball it very dangers a ball going past you that is going 99 or even 100 mile per hour that scarey.
I am a product of the motherland. I was born in Monrovia, Liberia on the twelfth of January 1994. For a good portion of my life, the combination of violence and poverty help shape my perception of society. Thirteen years of civil war introduce me to the brutal nature of humans, and how one can neglect the power of humanity. Growing up in Africa expose me to the struggle while instilling in me the power to outcome whatever is threw in my direction. The educational system of Liberia is and was damage during my youth, we were instructed to learn topics that did not suit our interest. Majority of what we learn was given down from American curriculum. I grew up thinking America was a heaven of earth. I learned more about White Folks then I did about Dr. King or Rose Park. In all honesty, I was more familiar with Dr. King’s birthday than the history left by one of the greatest leaders to grace this planet. Liberia and its government have an obsession with American culture. Since we were colonized by America, it’s acceptable for us to look upon America as a source of comfort. What I never understood was, why wasn't our teachers focus on educating us on
Being first lady, i concluded the last remarks i discovered during my time at the white house, as my final months here come to an end, i have grown, matured, and most importantly learned. Everyday we learn, whether you’re a student an adult or even the president, there is always room for knowledge through life experiences or simply teachers, preachers, counselors, your parents whoever it may be. Everyone in this country has the freedom to learn, whether you’re black, white, christian, muslim, jewish, hindu or any other type of culture or religion, as this makes up today's America. Don’t be afraid of your own roots, not only do they make you who you are through every single bit of you but the clash of different cultures, different people, bring
This week’s lecture notes, group discussions, and readings really resonate with me in all aspects. By reflecting on my childhood experiences in early 1980s in the United States of America, where I experienced discrimination from my fellow African American classmates, who believed that they have no association with Africa as a result, treated me very gravely through their verbal and physical abuse. I assumed their beliefs generated from the Eurocentric idea and colonization whereby assimilated and acculturated these African slaves into the European culture. Inevitably, the result generated denouncing any relationship with Africa or its people. At the same time they considered them a minority within their social existences and viewed as second-class citizens in the country they considered their own.
“America is the land of opportunity.” is what I always heard growing up on my tiny island in the Caribbean, Jamaica. This is common for most Jamaicans.