Personal Narrative: Dual Citizenship In Education

The American dream is something that everyone should believe in, I know I do. Throughout my whole entire life I have wanted to be successful. I believe in myself and know that I can accomplish anything I put my mind to. The American dream says that everyone should be treated equal. Unfortunately, this is not the case. Everyone is judged for their height, weight, race, age, likes, dislikes, etc. In the world today you must conform to the social norm to be considered “cool.” Part of me wants to feel that way and the other part of me just wants to be original and do whatever I want. When I was a little girl I used to perform in musical theater. I loved it so much it made me the happiest I have probably ever been in my entire life. Did everybody

To many high school students, college seems like a far away land, a mysterious place where everyone wants to be yet not many know how to get there. As children, our parents tell us how much time we have to think about college, and that it is too far down the line to think about. The truth is it is never too early to think about your future. I, like many people, put little thought into my future career and now am lost in an unfortunate mix of indecision and anxiety. Not knowing where you want to be in the future is a hard burden to bear. Many of us tend to find out that we only know what we do not want, not what we actually do want. Do we want to be poor? Absolutely not. Do we want a boring job? Of course we don’t. We all want our

All throughout school, students are ask what we want to be when we grow up. Many of us know or have a pretty good idea, but others have no clue what they want to pursue as a career in life, whether it be furthering their education at a university or attending a technical school. There are other students that plan to start work right out of high school. Either way we all have a plan, and the purpose of this paper is to inform you of mine. I personally struggle in making big decisions like deciding what to do with my life, but then I realized I have been asking myself the wrong questions. Instead of asking what I want to be when I grow up, I asked myself what do I want out of life? what are some of my goals that I wish to achieve? This led

Studying in a foreign country is an interesting experience of an individual lifetime. One tends to learn a number of things relating to ways of life in a foreign land. Social, political and economic values and aspects are usually different from one region to another. Therefore, through studying abroad one is able to learn different issues about another society such as gender and sexuality issues, social class and race/ethnicity issues. Having come from a developing country studying in the U.S.A has been a great experience personally. This paper will attempt to provide a reflection of my personal experience on studying in the U.S by comparing the history of Angola and the U.S.

Growing up in Ghana, I had heard a lot of things about the U.S. This was a country I had always wanted to visit; my prayer was answered when I got the opportunity to travel there. Arriving in a new environment came with many experiences. Adjusting with food, language and the weather was not easy. With the passage of time, however I have been able to0 adjust and fit it. This write-up therefore is to elaborate on my experiences since coming to U.S.

Many people ask me what are my plans after high school? Luckily, I have come to the decision to be in the military and attend a postsecondary education and major in Nursing with the intention of becoming a Pediatrician or becoming an Architect.

When you are young and they ask you what do you want to be when you grow up? Many answered doctor, lawyer, police, and so on. But when it came for my turn to answer that question I didn 't know exactly what to say. None of those things interest me at all. I was always focus on school and getting good grades. My mother and father has always told me you have to do well in school in order to have a better future. Until this day they still tell me this. In harvest of empire by Juan Gonzalez it says “between 1961 and 1986 more than 400,00 people legally immigrated to the United States from the Dominican Republic and another 44,000 moved to My parents are from the Dominican Republic and they came to the United States in the late 80 's in order to have a better future. My father came into this country to play major league baseball, back in his hometown Consuelo, San Pedro de Macoris. He is known for his baseball skills and grew up with baseball player Sammy Sosa. Although I don’t much about my father, I could tell you he never made it into major league baseball. He wanted to make sure he was always there for his kids. I don’t see my father that often anymore as I used to when I was a kid. My mother came to this country at a young age to get a better education. Both of my parents have resided in the Bronx since they got here to the United States. I was born into a lower middle class family which later on in my life it became a lower class due to the circumstances I been through.

In 2004, the Marine Corp changed my life when my mother married my step-Father and we were stationed to Beaufort, South Carolina. At this time in my life, this was the biggest change that I had ever had to encounter. However, it was one of the best things that could have happened to me as well. My step-Father became the Dad that he didn’t have to be and he ultimately created in me a drive to strive for more and accept nothing less than what I was capable of. Recently my family has had to face changes that made going to school seem more difficult than

America’s gift to my generation is amazing because veterans have used all their potential for us. They fought for us to be alive right now. Their gift to us is much more than I expected. I am so thankful and I appreciate all they have done for us.

Moving to the United States is a huge step for an immigrant. As an international student, I have been passing through this event that most Brazilian desire to. However, it is hard to adapt with the new culture and lifestyle, knowing that I have my own values. The “Two Ways to Belong in America” illustrates two views of getting used with this new culture, in which I identified myself with one of these ways: my nationality cannot be change with a simple paper called green card. Thus, starting a new life in a foreign country is tough because I have to find a way to readjust to this new culture, not ignoring

When I was at the very innocent age of three, my parents decided to immigrate to the United States from Bolivia. We moved to Pasadena, TX, in hopes of pursuing the American dream. Growing up, my neighborhood was not the best environment to raise a family, however, this environment shaped me into the person I am today. My parents initially made the decision to move because my father got a job offer that was too good to decline. We were promised a house in a nice neighborhood as well as jobs for both of my parents. When we arrived after a 13-hour flight, all of the promises along with our hopes were shattered. We were taken to lower-income apartments in the middle of a sketchy neighborhood. My father’s promised job was on the night shift as a

"I have run up credit card bills that I didn't know how I would pay off. I recognize when I am engaged in a spending spree, but I often have felt powerless to stop myself. The compulsion to finish the list and to avoid adding other things to the list - by buying them right then - has often been much stronger than the recognition that I didn't have the money to pay for what I was buying" (Spenders Anonymous, n.d.). This excerpt is from the story of a man named Kirk, who is a compulsive buyer. Kirk is not alone; many Americans are controlled by a cycle of working and spending what meager amount they have left to buy luxury items. Sometimes these citizens do not even have the money to pay for what they are buying. Truly, these people are miserable, but the idea that consumerism equals happiness and that they are living free lives is driven into American people since childhood. Consumerism and freedom are key parts of the American dream. The American dream emphasizes hard work and sacrifice, but in return, it promises the possibility of success to everyone, regardless of his or her socioeconomic circumstances. Despite the good intentions behind the ancestral ideal, the American dream has turned into a nightmare.

Military school wasn’t hard. You made your bed real neat, ran, screamed yes sir to anyone that gave you an order. Military school was an escape. It made everything easy. When my father left in my junior year due to substance abuse I made sure to do something that would make up for all the terrible things that he did to our family.The list just went on and on. Stealing from my mom, getting pregnant and then leaving her, being high when Ronnie was born, but the worst of all was when he overdosed and almost killed himself at my little sister’s 3rd birthday party. I could never forget the day. There was no amount of erasing that would do the trick. Him being put into the ambulance, my mother crying so hard she almost fainted. Ronnie grabbing onto

Just like other immigrant students, I came here to the United State with zero English at the age of eleven. I did not expect myself to be good in English, nor speaking English fluently. In spite of that, I started sixth grade at the U.S and learned English as my second language. I was repressed of the new environment, but after a few weeks of school, I started to receive many support from classmates and teachers. They are encouraged me to maintain the good works and always inspired me with a bright future.

We started off with a bang. We started with me thinking of what to do how to do it and what were my ideas. Then, a little later we actually started it and not gonna lie, it was scary. I didn’t know that much about my family, yeah i've heard stories but they're stories. Later on we went home i didn’t tell my family anything just unsuspiciously getting all the information and I learned a lot yes. I learned about my names and why they're my names, I learned about my dad getting lost a lot, I learned about my mom moving here to america when she was 14 and how her life was before she moved and why she moved. I learned about my uncle going to jail for crossing the border illegally which is kinda funny. All those I learned but i couldn’t find anything