New York City-Personal Narrative

Usually people come to New York because they see it as a great opportunity to be able to achieve what they want to achieve and follow their dreams. The lines “Everybody here wanted somethin ' more/ Searchin ' for a sound we hadn 't heard before” (Swift) show that New York City is a destination for those who

New York, a state that is well known but feared. When meeting a New Yorker most people will expect to meet someone who is intimidating, fast paced, rude, and a little cocky and honestly they would be right most of the time but this is because they operate within a different state of mind, the mind set of step up, speed up, or get the F out of the way. New York is the melting pot of the world, being one of the most diverse places of culture, food, being the center of financial trading, fashion, entertainment and having the ability to come together during hardship.

Traveling between the Bronx and Manhattan has allowed me to see that even though they are so close in distance, everyone is yet so far. Being raised in the Bronx has allowed me to gain a sense of home and recognition, but also how stereotypes are meant to deceive us. The Bronx is labeled as a dangerous place, where violence occurs, but people neglect the beauty and happiness that surrounds it too. Meanwhile, when people think of Manhattan, they see it as the heart of New York where everyone is living their dreams. When in reality, the “heart” of New York is much more distant from itself, and that is not just because it is on an island.

Just a few days ago, I was living in ShenZhen. On the opposite side of the Hong Kong, ShenZhen shared much of its prosperities as a special financial district of China. As a result, I believed that New York City would be no different than where I was used to living. However, I was quite excited about the subway system that covered the entirety of the Big Apple. We didn’t quite have something like that in ShenZhen yet, so I was eager to see the subway system that many other cities modelled after. I was even more interested in learning the American culture, especially holidays like Christmas and Thanksgiving.

Although I have very few experiences of New York, what captivates me the most to the Empire State is the memory of my parents challenges in the city. As young newly wedded immigrants without a degree, it was tough settling in the big apple. Nonetheless, my parents worked hard to achieve the American dream. However, their American dream ended in the U.S. after they received their education. They decided to work overseas, and it was a decision that affected my life greatly. I grew up in many urban areas like New York with plenty of diversity to offer, but living as a foreigner enhanced the experience.

My move to NYC ended up being an abrupt push into adulthood that was more daunting than I expected. I found myself in a large,expensive city.Due to my family’s financial situation,all costs of living were on my shoulders, and I attended a university with a demanding course load. I found myself needing to learn to manage my time, make money, and navigate this foreign place. This led to a rocky start academically. Determined to succeed, I considered all my resources: college events, my advisor, and academic centers. I created an increasing trend in my GPA,and I took a major I was passionate about.I worked multiple jobs sometimes up to 30 hours a week, while still gaining unique life experiences. Although my path to this point may have been

Although one would most likely envision the picturesque Lady Liberty, the lofty Empire State Building, or even a humble Sabrett Stand upon hearing “New York City”, nothing serves as a better icon of the grand city than power outages. Being born and raised in the South Bronx, Fordham Manor specifically, I have experienced a substantial number of power outages that would occur frequently not only in my neighborhood but various other communities of the Bronx as well. Yes, they were at first a rather terrifying reminder of the borough’s crumbling infrastructure, but as I grew older and more insightful, I developed a unique perspective on these so-called disasters and was able to perceive them for what they truly were: the happiest misfortune one

For several years, my job required that I travel to New York City once a month. My perception of the people living in the city after a few trips was that they were extremely rude. Over time, however, I learned that this was not a fair assessment on my part.

People seem to think that new york city is spectacular and magical, but thats not how i see it. Thats becauswe ive lived here all my life. Over these thirteen years, I’ve come to notice all the not-so-enchanting aspects of the city.

New York City is a very busy part of America. My Aunt Trisha and I had fun roaming its streets. We also learned about 9/11 a horrible tragedy.

Have you ever visited a place you have never seen before or walked their streets and all of a sudden you start being a person who lives there? Well I have when I went to New York for the first time. My Girl Scout Troop and I decided to take a nice trip to New York. Many of us had never been there before and couldn’t wait to see the places and cultural sites New York was known for. For example The Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, Time Square, and famous Broadway Plays.

Being from a town where there are no skyscrapers and a growing community, I had never experienced the real feeling of being in an actual crowded city. This city is like none I’ve ever been in, I had been in Miami, Atlanta, and Charlotte but those cities were nothing like the city I was about to visit. In October of 2016 my older brother ran into a medical problem causing us to have to visit a doctor that was located hundreds of miles away. From then on we had to travel to Teaneck, NJ, but minutes away from that town was the largest city in the United States which was New York City. I had seen movies, television shows, and news about New York, but I really did not believe there could be a place so full of life, so I was finally getting the chance

New York City is a great city, but first impressions aren’t the best. If you fly into LaGuardia Airport, the place is a dump. The floors are cracked and dusty, it smells of jet fuel and Cinnabon, and there isn’t even an established taxi stand, they just line up on a dirt road near the side. But given the place was under construction when we arrived, I will give them credit this time. The taxi ride was one of the shortest distance ride I have ever ridden a taxi in, but was also the longest time I have rode in a taxi. Because of the gridlock rush hour traffic, it took us nearly an hour to travel about 10 miles. But for the ride through Brooklyn and into Manhattan, the taxi driver was a good tour guide, pointing out Harlem, the Bronx, and other parts of the city. He pointed out the Brooklyn Bridge, the New York subway, and famous buildings such as the Chrysler building.

Colson Whitehead writes in “The Colossus of New York” that “you start building your private New York the first time you lay eyes on it.” It does not matter how old or young a person is. The minute someone comes to New York, they will have their own adventures and experiences that will make New York special to them. It can be the first time a person rides the subway, especially during rush hour. They will be squeezed next to someone he or she does not know, or maybe just seeing the Empire State building shooting straight up into the sky.

Staying one week in San Francisco was pleasant I can visit my cousins, but at that time going Hong Kong was my priority. We took a night flight and stayed couple hours in the Taiwan airport to transfer another airplane. I remember I was frightened the airplane might take off without us, luckily nothing happened. Inside the airplane, I keep asking my mom and grandma are we there yet. In my memory, the aspect view from the airplane, the night of Hong Kong was gorgeous and spectacular.