Coming to America your vision is the “ American Dream” . Owning a home , educating your children , and spending time with your family are just a few dreams that attract foreigners . My father Caesar Reeves came to American to live those dreams . When he got here, he realized that working for someone else wouldn’t allow him to achieve his dream. He decided to work for himself and enter into the gas station business in 2007. During this time gas was at some of its all time highs ; $3.50 per gallon
The American Dream The beginning of it all 1980, (month and date unknown) 37 years ago. The journey for a better life began. My mom was only 11 when they decided to immigrate to America, when she herself also decided to go to America. She knew in Vietnam there would be no future for her and she wanted a life improvement. She understood all the hardships that they were facing in Vietnam and how in America, it was vastly better. She heard stories from many people in Vietnam about America, and all
A few years ago, getting the visa to America made me feel astonished because the American Dream is rooted in all Chinese people’s mind. Everyone in China sees America as a place that they can have a better life. At the same time, people feel afraid to take the chance for themselves because of the anxiety or insecurity that they cannot even imagine. I aware there will be challenges waiting for me, so I cannot step back but forward. Instead of feeling worried, I had excitement for the new environment
to defend you but are not invested in the outcome. In Lawrence it seems that it’s always your word against the authorities, but your word has no value. Your only hope to beating the system is becoming a part of it and making a difference. My American Dream is to be a defense lawyer for people who live in urban areas. Knowing
be you, it’s a hell of a life.” Right as he was saying this I came to an epiphany and said to myself “This is it, this is the dream everyone talks about.” My inexperience had me caught in the fantasy that I was going to be successful and rich just like that man said and that’s all I could be if I wanted to have money and live a healthy life. I was wrong. The American dream is a misleading theory of perfection. It is often a misconception derived from society where you get sucked into a false aspiration
On a bright sunny Tuesday, September 11th, 2001, started off as an ordinary day where Americans were out working to achieve their ambitious goal called the “ American Dream”. I decided to grab a coffee to start off my day. As I walked by a street vendor, he nicely asked: “ It’s a beautiful day huh?”. I smiled and answered, “ Yes it is sir”. “ What are you up to today? Are you in a rush?” he followed. I answered, “I’m just on my way to grab a coffee and get some fresh air”. He waved as we finished
Brown Recluse Effet American dream, the idea that every US citizen should have the same equal opportunity to achieve success and prosperity. Many american dreams are either easy, or hard, depending on your main american dream. Although they may be easy, hard, simple, or complexed they all need the same things to keep it going. The main thing I believe keeps it going is determination to do it. Many don’t know they use determination in every stage of life. It happened one night in September 2005
The American Dream The sun is high in the sky and she can feel it as it is irritating her skin. Standing there staring at the never ending desert with chapped lips, she is adamant to cross the Rio Grande River. As night time arrives the coyote says, “Are you ready for your American dream to become real?”. All the immigrants follow the coyote down through what seems like a tunnel, but one immigrant stops, a young boy, and says, “I am petrified. What if Immigration is waiting for us?”. A young lady
people who are part of the America of today are the result of the centuries-old American Dream. We are the sons and daughter of immigrants, maybe immigrant ourselves. We are the product of people who left their homelands to escape religious persecution, genocide, war, violence, poverty- of immigrants seeking opportunities, seeking happiness. As part of my responsibility to this country I will make sure that the American Dream will live on. That the country that was built on hope and opportunity will live
Beep, Beep, Beep, as the microwave buzzes I rush to my plate to see my borscht, pierogies, and kasha smiling at me. To me, they aren’t just “foods”, but rather a staple of my Russian American Dream– a warm remembrance of my culture. In Russia, life was challenging. At the young age of ten, my mom had to wait in long lines that seemed to last forever, only to get to the front to see a sign: “No More Food”. My mom still recalls my grandmother taking her bread rations and reselling them to buy my mom