Narrative Essay On Try America

“Mija look at the buildings, they are so tall and see those lights they shine very strong at nighttime.” The happiness I had when I came to America was enormous, I never in my life felt as happy as that day. As a girl of seven, my imagination was radical. I could not wait for the morning to arrive to go to school and meet new people. When we arrived at the house where we were going to live, I wander around and for me it was an elegant mansion. Never in my life have I imagined living in such a beautiful house. That day was one of the best childhood days that I ever had. The day

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.

In this poetic memoir, Engle shares her memories of her childhood in meticulous detail. She is a person who comes from two different cultures -- Cuba and California. In the quote below, Engle describes how she falls in love with the Cuba farm and how much the farm means to her. Writing in the “Enchanted Air: Two Cultures, Two Win”, Engle said: “ I fall in love with the farm where my abuelita and her ancient mother were born. My dazzled eyes absorb the lush beauty of a land so wild and green that the rippling river on my great-uncle’s farm shimmers like a hummingbird, all the dangerous crocodiles and gentle manatees deeply hidden beneath quiet waters. Surely there must be mermaids here, and talking animals, the pale, humpbacked Zebu cows and graceful horse that roam peaceful hillsides, moving as mysteriously as floating clouds in the stormy tropical sky.” (Engle, 9) This quote shows Engle falls in love with the Cuba farm because she extols beautiful farm landscape, quiet countryside, and untrammeled animals. At first, Engle describes the green river, crocodiles, manatees, Zebu cows and horse with five different adjectives -- “rippling”, “dangerous”, “gentle”, “humpbacked” and “graceful”. Five different adjectives show the characteristics of these five things and show the first reason to fall in love with the farm -- Engle loves this beautiful and harmonious Cuba farm. The benefit of using adjectives is that the readers can easier to imagine a vivid picture of the beautiful riverside scenery. The second reason to fall in love with the farm is Engle loves mysteriously things on the farm.

Despite my limited Spanish and her limited English, our conversation continued in Spanish for more than an hour. Jessica, her name I later found out, had lived in Peru her whole life and was on her way to Cusco. With the occasional pause and an intermittent language lesson or two, we covered everything from her career, my interests, her son sitting beside us, and our travel aspirations. It wasn’t until the plane began its descent that we noticed that the once barren landscape was now scattered with houses and woven by roads.

I was born in St.Catherines hospital a couple blocks away from my brown bricked house on alder street. My home was fairly simple, more on the cramped size. It was an apartment. In the streets litter everywhere, the neighbors cared less on how they presented themselves. They cared only about drinking, partying and having the time of their life. The odor of marijuana floated around the whole city. The crime rate in East Chicago is one of the highest in the nation. Drive-bys, drug dealing, and robbery was a daily activity. Yet, that never

Many people from all around the world travel to somewhere new in their life. All from a range of reasons either because they were forced to or maybe that person and their family just wanted a new life. The two short stories “Response to Executive Order 9066 by Dwight okita and “Mericans” by sandra cisneros both show the perspective of two girls who are in completely different places and situations come against challenges in their life just because of who they are or where they came from which they have no control over

Hannah the MII woke up and got dressed into her favorite racing suit. She hopped into her shiny, blue, new, bright car. The whirl of the engine flew as they lined up. Mario said “let's-a-go” before the beginning of the race. Hannah had a feeling that something was going to go wrong but forgot the fear. They were in the moo moo meadow and were so excited. Just then the ghost held up the sign that said “3-2-1” and the karts flew with a blink of an eye past the starting line. Mario raced into first place as he got the extra boost, while Hannah was stuck without the boost but was making her way to 6th place.

I never thought I would return home until I was an old lady, or, at least, someday with my entire family. Instead, there I was, underneath the celestial sky, on the side of the Sierra Madre Occidental mountains, in the town that I once lived in: La Esperanza. That night, a cool breath of air blew throughout the corners and curves of the cobblestone streets flapping the curtains of cement houses around like the skirt of a dancing woman. As I walk through the streets, the night cannot put the living to rest. Small children with dirt-streaked faces and hole-ridden clothes ran around the streets playing

Analysis The author paints a picture in the readers’ mind of a nice and beautiful day in the village. Seeing this beautiful setting might cause to reader to expect happy and exciting events to follow.

I had already moved once to a different country where, from my point of view at eleven years old, the culture and the people were strange. The change from Cuba to Mexico had been difficult and adapting to their traditions and their dialect had been challenging, but I was able to adjust to this new place. It wasn’t bad, moving from my birth country to Mexico had taught me to observe the world in a different perspective and while struggling to adapt I learned a lot about myself.

She took a quick look around the last turn before the main street that led to the school. She noticed several boys and girls in the alleyways on both sides of the narrow street. It looked as if every class at her school, several young ladies and even her teacher waited for her in ambush. She ducked back before they could see her, hiked up her dress, and ran as fast as her little legs could carry her in the opposite direction of the angry mob. She didn’t stop until she had found the forest path that she needed and breathed a sigh of relief when she heard no one in pursuit. The forest surroundings felt different for some reason and it frightened her. It had a forbidding feel to it this dawn like she had never felt in the past.

Within Fictional journey, both readers and writers have common companions who are characters. For readers, stars are a source of inspirations, but creating a popular character is an innovation for the author. After reading, a motivated reader wants to continue the story in real life. In Iran, a leftist organization made personage of a little, blackfish who is seeking the sea, its ideal personality for followers. Because of Samad-made artwork, the group became popular among young teenagers. Still now, after fifty years A little black fish lives inside the memories of the people looking for freedom and human rights. It does not matter that the fish has originated from the prominent Marxist-Leninist author; the free fish is sometimes an immigrant

Hannah Cavenagh was an intelligent painter. She leads a content life. She wanted to paint something different something that wasn’t the seaside. Then she remembered that she had a sister in Hawaii named Bethany. So later that morning she booked a summer trip to The Aloha State, Hawaii. When Hannah arrived to the airport her sister was already waiting with a welcoming hug. Bethany’s house was like an hour away from the airport so on the way home they stop for dinner. Hannah and her sister have a conversation that is non stop. Hannah told Bethany that over the years she has gotten really go at painting and that is the reason why she came. But what really go Hannah’s attention is that Bethany had said she always wanted a garden.

The environment in which I was raised was not the prettiest of sceneries, but it was filled with a lot of love. My family and I grew up in a compacted cul de sac with 5 houses each one broke down and very little no more than two bedrooms. Despite not the best living conditions the neighborhood was very peaceful and quiet. There was never no problems, fighting, or arguments between neighbors, we were like a enormous group of friends. One memory that I will always remember is when before my family moved to San Antonio all of us threw a barbecue just because it was going to be our last time seeing them. After that barbecue I realized that you can’t be happy until you love what you got. When we moved to San Antonio our family started having our ups and downs due to the fact that transitioning from state to state was hard.

I would have never thought that I would grow up to love the country life. I went from growing up in a big, busy, and hectic city, to a small, slow-paced, and simple town. I was so used to having neighbors, and walking and biking on a side-walk. Now I live on a gravel road with almost no neighbors. A change in environment really influences a person's personality. I now love the silence and hearing the birds chirp and coyete’s howl. The corn fields go on for miles and the sunsets are breathtaking.