Personal Narrative: My Time At Great America

I woke up like any other day, same apartment with Jack next to me. With British ruling the world and us being reminded that we lost the revolutionary war every time we walk by a guard. Jack and I had a simple life. That was a joke, we both grew up in an orphanage home. Never knowing what happened to our parents. We ran away from that at age ten. We had no idea what to do next, we both hated the British and so we decided to join the Americans. They were a group of people that fought back the British rule and hoped that one day Brithishanothy(new name of America) would turn back to America. So there we were, sitting in the apartment just waiting to see if we do something exiting for once and not just take out the trash or make the warriors food.

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.

By 1600, England’s feudal system was nearing extinction, as a new family (Tudor’s) came to power and wanted support from the middleclass and the establishment of new liberties for Englishman (i.e. trial by jury and no arrest without a warrant), which resulted in a large amount of local and self initiative to prosper in the community: yet many beggars now existed, culminating in an increased need for colonial expansion both for personal prosperity and more space for the existing population.

It was a peaceful morning in Trenton, New Jersey when I was introduced to the world as Mary Ludwig on October 13, 1754, also known as Molly Pitcher and Sergeant Molly.

After we passed the security we walked in to go to the Mind Eraser and it was really packed. We waited in line for 1 hour and it finally was our turn.We got seated and buckled our seatbelt for the roller coaster.After we got seated the instructors checked everyone seat belts then pushed the button to start.And there we went slowly up the the track.As soon as we got to the top the rooler coaster came to a complete stop.

We made it to America finally although the trip he was hard I am honored to finally be in an important country.

It was mid-October and in the twenties, because it was October as was I am finishing my route. As I biked the town seemed so beautiful. I like this job because it helps me get away. I had woken up with Abelard screaming about friends lost in the war. Jacob had to come over help him. Jacob was a friend of the family and was also referred as an hyphenated American. The two had been bullied at the start of the Great War long before it came to America.

America is like a family for while we squabble on the inside we come together to defeat the threats on the outside.We are now more deeply divided than we have ever been.For some people, it seems as if America will never come back to being united and that we are destined to be driven more and more apart.

The ground looked up at me menacingly. After an agonizing 2 minutes, we reached the curve at the top of the hill. As we rounded the bend, I glimpsed the drop ahead. The butterflies drummed twice as hard now. Then, the end of the curve was upon me, and we stopped! “What happened? Is something wrong?” All of the sudden, the brakes gave way. A yell tore itself from my lungs as we flew down the hill. My hands gripped the armrests like there was no tomorrow. But then, after the initial drop, excitement flared through me. “This is the best rollercoaster ever!” I thought to myself. The coaster took me up, down, and all around. It felt like I was flying, we were going so fast. But, to my despair, all roller coasters end. As we pulled up to the dismount station, I thought to myself, “I’m never going to forget this!”

In my time at North, I have had countless amazing classroom experiences. The classes that I’ll never forget though will be AP Calculus with Mrs. Buckley, AP Statistics with Mrs. Schmid, and multiple advanced science classes with Mrs. McCreery. From the funny moments and inside jokes shared with classmates to the feeling of satisfaction after finally understanding a super tough topic, I will always have terrific memories of these classes. These classes taught me to challenge myself and to always stay curious. My experiences also showed me that hard classes are as enjoyable as they are difficult. It seemed that as the classes got harder, the stronger the bond was between the students and the teacher. My life will forever be changed because of

I am a seventeen-year-old girl in Scotland in1752. I am orphaned, uneducated, unskilled, and impoverished. I have few family members and friends, and those that I do have are just as destitute as me. I have decided to leave my homeland for America because I hear that it is “The land of opportunity” and prospects for a better life in Scotland look bleak. My goal is to become a skilled dress maker working in my own workshop and living in my own home. I plan to take the dependent collectivist approach by selling myself as an indentured servant to a local ship captain, so that he can take me to North America so that he can sell me to the highest bidder. Once I get to America I will be healthy and in good shape all because of the profit the captain

America started as a seed with little guidance and resources, and became a huge fully grown tree with hundreds of leaves and branches. How did America do this? My mom is a senior partner at the largest local accounting firm in the state. She taught me that no matter where one comes from there is always an opportunity to succeed. I believe that one could start out with almost nothing, and still create themselves ways to succeed in life. My mom was raised in Lahaina, Maui. Many might call the town of Lahaina, the hood of Maui, however it was home to my mom. She lived in a house with basically four walls and a door with my uncle and my late aunty alongside with my mom's parents. All my mom ever knew was Lahaina High School, the

I leaned forward, trying to see when the ride would drop, but the safety straps really restricted me. And all I could do was look down. The higher we got, the more fear entered my body. My heart rate was beating like a drum. I started to breathe harder and faster. We are getting really, really high. Aren't we gonna drop now, I thought multiple times. But no, it just kept on going up. Suddenly, I felt nerves that bounced around throughout my body. The ride dropped! I screamed my head off, and so did everyone else. I realized that my body was no longer on the seat! The ride darted down the pole, but I felt as if time had slowed down. The machine had stopped abruptly and suddenly I was sitting on my seat once again. I felt sick to my stomach and a massive headache had overtaken me. I unstrapped myself and slipped on my silver flip flops. I walked staggerly down the metal ramp to meet up with Austin and Evie at the bottom of the stairs. I leaned on Austin, not ready to walk on my own. We all took a breather. They both looked

up the phone and rang my Tom’s father to thank him, and for me and Tom