Personal Narrative: My Big Idea

My parents would tell me that in the near future we will be living in America and that here we’ll find peace and success. All the necessary proceedings to start our lives in America were being done. I was a girl with big dreams, and I knew that America is the land were dreams come true, so I was thrilled to know the decision to move was concrete. When the day to depart started getting closer, I was full of mixed emotions. I was eager to live in the States and accomplish my dreams, but the thought of leaving my friends and part of my family behind was very

When the ship finally arrived at America. I was feeling excited yet apprehensive. I felt excited to see this new world that had been all the talk on the ship. However, worry was practically eating my insides; where would we go? What would we do? Would wild animals attack us? How would we earn our living? Would there be savages waiting for us? Where were we landing? Would we be sent back? What would the people be like? Would I still be able to go to school? Would we have to live off the land? (If so, I could take Carlotta and Sancho with me)! I could not bear the thought of another few weeks cooped up in that ship. Of course, I was nervous, and there were butterflies in my stomach, too!

Until now my experiences in this country had been very special to me. For the first time, I had to be away from my family. I was forced to make every decision without being reliant on the wisdom of elders. For the first time, I saw and spoke to

It was my very first time to leave my native land, to migrate to a new country. All I thought about was, that I moving to a better place with a much more superior system. When I first set my foot in this country, I was amazed by the beauty and how developed the U.S. was. I was literally living my dream, and sometimes it seemed impossible to believe, I was living in the most powerful country. Although, I was living my dream until I had to start

I came to US during my 8th grade and that was a life changing moment in my life. It was first time traveling aboard and that also not for a trip but for to permanent settlement. I was nervous my whole time been in the plane that how I will cope up with new environment and with bunch of English speakers. I got more. When it came pilot call for, that it's time to land on the Detroit Airport, tighten your seatbelts and be relax. As soon as the plane landed on American soil, I knew that this was the place where I’d to start a new life. Even though I knew America is the “Land of Opportunity”, everything here seemed so strange to me, the streets, the language and the people that was my first time traveling abroad.

My move from South Korea to the United States was to this day the hardest, most stressful event of my whole entire life. At the age of six, I gave up the comfort of my friends, culture, and home to move to a country halfway across the world. Korea was everything I knew and loved. Having never set foot outside of the country, all my dreams and aspirations were set in Korea. Although I was a fickle child and my goals changed constantly, they all were intertwined with Korea. I was going to become a pianist in Korea and teach piano to students. Another time, I decided I was going to become a math teacher at the school I was attending. My view of the world was limited, but I was happy in my familiar, safe place. My move to America changed my whole perspective.

I knew this journey would be very different for me. I was only familiar with one culture and one way of life, being exposed to different cultures only made me more curious and anxious at the same time. Although this was a transition I was looking forward to, there was some sadness in me knowing that I would leave all my friends and some family members behind that

Coming back to the U.S. for the second time in my life after nine years was perhaps one of the most challenging obstacles I have ever had to face. Not only did I have to accustom myself to the language but also to a newer, differentiated culture. Also, with that came some bullying and taunting that did not pull me down but instead opened my eyes to see what a strong and enduring person I could be. With help from my teachers and my supporting family as they helped buffer my experience and transition to a different world, I was able to overcome the typical immigrant challenge that thousands have to face.

Coming to the United States was the best thing that ever happened to me. I was born in Dagahaley, Kenya where I lived for fourteen years. My family and I had to go through a lot to get to the United States. Most people wanted to come to the United States because life is better here then it is there. You have to be lucky to get picked and we were fortunate to be able to move to the United States. After you get picked you have to go through multiple tests over the course of about eight to nine months. If you pass the test you get to go, but if you do not than you had to stay back in Africa and would not have another chance. When I first heard we were going to America I was so excited and everything, but then it hit me and thought about it what

One of the hardest things for me is moving to Georgia. I was going to miss my grandma, dad, and my sisters. The trip was long and hot it. There were five of us in the car plus a We were almost out of gas and there wasn’t a gas station for miles I was terrified then we finally made it. We were living

When I was fourteen, I took the decision to move to Canada and lived with my dad, stepmother and my half-sister. I was going to leave my mom and everyone who I had spent my entire live. Also, I was just not only leaving everyone I loved, but I was making a huge changed in my life: new environment, culture, family and language. The moment I decided to live in Canada, I was using my critical thinking, making sure I was

As I got on the plane I knew my life was changed. The moment when I entered the US it was a new beginning for me. As most migrants would say; this is the land of opportunities, it was totally what I expected.

Mine was more of economic. When my family migrated here in the U.S. there wasn’t much jobs available for my dad. He worked as a dentist in the Philippines but jobs there didn’t pay great amount of money. He studied nursing and got his license and became a Registered Nurse here. We were all so excited because we thought that here in America, there would be a lot of job opportunities.

One of the biggest challenges I’ve faced in my life was when my parents divorced. I had always been around kids with divorced parents, but I never thought I would be one of them. I never thought I would be the one having to answer questions like “Are you at your mom’s or dad’s house this week?”, or having to figure out who I would spend holidays with. It was a huge change, and it was by far the hardest time I’ve had in my life.

One warm spring morning me and my mom woke me up fairly early, along with my two siblings. They had to go to school, but I wasn’t in school yet. We walked them to their bus stop that morning, out the trailer, down the street and up to the very top of the hill. We waited until the bus arrived and waved as they drove away.