Personal Narrative: My Experience With Native Americans

As a part of an immigrant family, there is no doubt that, as the oldest, I had to help my parents with English translation. Even though I have been in this role for years, it was not until recently that I realized the significance of my responsibilities.

I interviewed a beautiful and courageous woman, of African descent. Born and raised in Monrovia, Liberia on May 20, 1969. In addition, she has one biological brother and three step siblings. Currently she resides in Loganville, Georgia, where she lives with her two children. By the same token, she and her husband been married for twenty-one years to her loving high school sweetheart husband. Due to unfortunate circumstances, she lost her husband in the line of duty. Causing her to become a widow, continuing to survive life without her husband. When I conducted this interview, had one topic in mind that I wanted to learn more about her life as an immigrant and how did influence her life.

Throughout my life, I have struggled with accepting my cultural identity. My parents were born and raised in India, but I was born here, in the United States, and hence, born an American citizen.

Before moving to Saint Paul, Minnesota, two and a half years ago, I lived in Storm Lake, a small rural town located in northwest Iowa. There was no big Hmong population there, only a few family friends. I was very hesitant to share my culture at school because I did not know how to explain the elaborate traditions and its purposes. For example, sacrificing animals to ancestors is an outdated practice and not understood by many people. Traditions like this only exist in historical textbooks. I was scared of being judged and looked on as weird. I did not know the purpose of dressing up in traditional clothing for new years, or what was the purpose of celebrating Hmong new year. I envied other cultures, for they had a history that was widely known and written down in text. I had no appreciation for my culture.

Surviving The Trail of Tears would be hard. I would need to consider the food deprivation, sleep and physical aspects, and the mental state I would go through. All of those things would support that I wouldn't survive on the Trail of Tears.

Knockout! Known for biting off a figures ear in a fight that item had never ever been done in the boxing ring before. His name is Mike Tyson. He had a very doubtful childhood. He was born in Brooklyn New York on June 30,1966.

I am a Native American born and raised in Jamestown, Virginia. It was always just my father and I, my mother passed away when I was an infant, so my father raised me to be an independent woman. My father is the head commander of the tribe. He only allowed me to go to the village near our tents. I never went further than the village, till this one day that I was feeling so curious about what was out there, so I decided to walk beyond the village to see what there is to explore.

Growing up on a reservation many challenges are thrown at you. Everyday people struggle whether it is with substance abuse, financial problems, or even staying in school. I have difficulties myself living on a reservation where poverty is a big issue. One big issue I had to overcome was trying to continue my education when things were not looking so well for me. I dropped out of high school when I was sixteen years old to help raise my younger siblings due certain circumstances. I shortly found myself going down the wrong path in life. I was searching for something that was not there but I knew in my heart, I was searching for myself. Later, I seen an advertisement on the TV. It was of a program called, 'Montana Youth Challenge' it is a program

I am from a country with beautiful landscapes that has turned into a warzone country.

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.

I chose my immigrant participant from a personal perspective, yet not knowing much about him. Last year, my first year teaching, I had a little boy in my class that was Latino, very shy and quite. He struggled in reading and writing and after meeting with his parents and ESOL teacher several times, the decision was made to retain him in first grade. His parents, especially dad was hesitant about the decision, and began to tell small glimpses of how his son was very much like him, shy, and scared to reach out because of the language barrier. There was never much elaborated on, but I could tell that dad had possibly been in a similar situation before. This year, I was lucky enough to have this same child in my first grade class again. After receiving

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.

“Tell me a fact and I’ll learn. Tell me the truth and I’ll believe. But tell me a story and it will live in my heart forever.-Native American proverb” This is a Native American proverb that shows how important storytelling and stories are to the Native Americans and their culture. Storytelling was a big way of teaching their lifestyle to their younger generation. Storytelling is very important to the Native American culture because it helps explain their way of life, faith, and helps teach life lessons to the younger generation.

The health system in the United States is “broken” in a sense of providing all Americans with healthcare insurance. The system is very complex and fragmented which can be contributed to the lack of one governing body. Health care policy is largely driven by financing, insurance mechanisms, Medicare and Medicaid (Williams & Torrens, 2008). The understand complexity of the system can explain why there is not an “easy solution” of the current state of the healthcare system. Health care has evolved from a quantity to quality based system. Providers are being held accountable for the quality of services offered to patients to improve patient outcomes and decrease health care costs. The revised payment model requires providers and facilities to

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