Personal Narrative Essay: America's Gift To My Generation

Life is unpredictable and no one could gifted with a foresight. I still remember that day when I boarded the plane, from China to America, up to eighteen hours of travel. When I step on the land of America, my life instantly changed. The exaggerated graffiti on the wall with a twisted smile looks like the one who is saying “Hi.” to me. When I go in to my “home”,mice and cockroaches are all around. The teen who stand near the door says, “Welcome to America.”

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.

Stepping out of my first plane ride, I experience an epiphany of new culture, which seems to me as a whole new world. Buzzing around my ears are conversations in an unfamiliar language that intrigues me. It then struck me that after twenty hours of a seemingly perpetual plane ride that I finally arrived in The United States of America, a country full of new opportunities. It was this moment that I realized how diverse and big this world is. This is the story of my new life in America.

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 our conversation and I continued towards Starbucks.

One of the most important things that you never really notice is where you live and what it’s culture is like which is something that everyone does yet it seems as. I am grateful for living in Texas because we have a really interesting history, we have the Mission Control in Houston, we are the only state that has been its own country and we have a great sense of taste. Texas is the only place I can call home and I am very proud of that. We are some of the best BBQers in the whole world. We also have an amazing achievement of having the Houston Mission Control. I think that having a state that has been under rule by the Mexican, French, the Confederates, Spanish and been a country on its own is very interesting

I didn’t believe in aliens until I was abducted by them. I was put in some kind of contraption and I’m not sure what happened exactly, but it’s clear that I’m not where I was. Everything in 2016 is different, I don’t know if I’m in a different state or not but people are dressing differently and acting differently, and the cars, the cars are all different! I’ve been here for quite some time now and have noticed a lot of differences from where I lived in Oceanside, California in 1940. I’ve been transported to the year 2016 and there are so many things that have changed and evolved and among them are political, economic, social, and cultural changes.

I believe that America’s gift to my generation is freedom, technology, useful objects and utensils. I think that my generation has taken a lot for granted, we have many rights and have many things people didn’t have before but were made for future generations such as mine.

Johnnie, Veronica, Frank et al. do me a solid with all your “knowledge” and “wokeness” step outside your educational privilege and support systems for a minute. I in no place in my post said anything about America being perfect so what you did was hijack a status about the solidarity I feel for the people in my life and in this country who very much will struggle with an intensified troubling life experience in the country to PROVE you have some kind of exceptional wokeness or understanding of America. MISS me with it. No America was not safe for everyone but we just did was extend the people who it was unsafe for. If that’s cool with you then carry on with your bullshit. I have NEVER EVER said it’s a safe place for everyone. I have NEVER

Growing up in America, I have always been surrounded by many cultures and different ethnic groups. Many of those cultures differ from my own traditionally. For the first half of my life, I was raised in detroit, a predominantly black city - I had always assumed. My family eventually moved out of Detroit and we moved to Inkster. Inkster was a much smaller city, but it was also a predominantly black city. In 2011, my family moved from Inkster, Michigan to Canton, Michigan. Although the two cities are less than a half hour apart - the cultural and ethnic groups are extremely diverse. While attending my freshman year of high school in Canton I realized, I was a minority there. More than half of the student body, more than half of the community

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hurricanes, and tornadoes are all disasters they save and help people recover and get to safety.

America’s gift to my generation is the gift of technology. Technology has been advancing over the years and has become so advanced in my generation that now with today’s technology we can save lives.

America’s gift to my generation is giving us the technology we have. If we didn’t have this technology nothing would be as easy as it is right now. Without the technology we wouldn’t be as capable of doing things we can do now compared to twenty-five years ago. We are also gifted by having the education we have. The education we get today is advanced and helps us have better growth when we become adults. No lack of resources is a gift because if we didn’t have as many resources as we have now we would be struggling and going off of rations. If we went off of rations there is a chance we wouldn’t get enough of that supplement and it could damage our bodies.

One of the things I still remember when we were at the airport is the conversation we had, when she said “No matter what Naomy, never forget who you are , or from where you are coming from,” other word she was saying don't lose your origin. The people at the plane they all look fancy, but besides all of that I said to myself , living in America is not going to change who I am. During the travel I tried to admired the nature more, rather than the people in there. Looking at the blue sky and the clouds was amazing,  I fell so near to my Lord “ God”. When we arrived at Texas around 8:45 P.M. my mom, and I we stop at a Native Store to buy presents for my relatives. The store was beautiful everything was related to the Native Americans, I grab and Indian doll it was made of ceramic, one of the reasons why I grab the Indian doll was because at the bottom of the doll it had information about the Indians and it show me part of the history of United States. I left the store very happy because I notice something that that change the perspective that I had about America. My perspective was that America is only a country that is fancy and rich , but no America has history it's not only about money,America is a country with bunch of opportunities for those who are seeking for them, And that was my family they came here to have