The Importance Of Migration To America

Living in the United States wasn’t any easier for my dad. Having no parents meant he had no permanent home. He lived with his sponsors that helped him come to the United States. My dad knew very little english and was enrolled into high school. There he and many Hmongs were discriminated by other students. After graduating High School my dad received his first job where he worked for minimum wage. Even though having a job my dad still had no permanent home. He moved in with his uncles that treated them poorly. My dad had to sleep in an attic that had a broken window in the harsh Minnesota winter. That night it was twenty below zero and my dad had three thick blankets on still struggling to stay warm. After thirty long years our family has came a long ways. Today we are fulfilling the American dream in the natural state of Arkansas.

Moving to the United States was a difficult experience for me. At first I felt like I had no family. I only had my daughter and my husband. But things have changed for

“There was much sickness under the deck of the crowded ship.” We arrived in america The Italians was written by Greg Nickels. This book is all about the italians coming to america and why. What they had to go through and the scams they faced. This book is a nonfiction book.

Immigrating to America, no matter where you are coming from, has its fair share of trials and tribulations. Immigrants have to go through weeks of traveling to finally get to America and then completely rebuild their lives in this new country. While most immigrants went through similar experiences when migrating to America, , such as, traveling by sea, fighting illness, and enduring medical checkups upon arrival in Ellis Island, their ultimate reasons for leaving their home country varied, by economics, politics, or warfare.

My mom brought me to America in 2002. This move was difficult as I had to leave my family behind. Up until then, I grew up in the midst of a large, extended family. I had cousins to play with and multiple adults to spoil me. Furthermore, moving to an entirely different continent where the culture and environment was different from what I was used to, did not help. I experienced quite a bit of culture shock and language became a problem. Those first few months when I could not communicate with my new classmates were lonely. On top of that, seeing my parents work so hard to build a new life in a country where we had no family to rely on, made me hate our situation. However, being an immigrant taught me some valuable lessons and shaped who I am today. At an early age, I learned to become more independent, more responsible. I had to learn to do certain tasks, such as making my lunchbox, doing my homework, by myself. I had to learn to adapt and to appreciate what we had. Each new place we moved to, I experienced something new. In Ohio, I learned what chicken tenders were. In New Jersey, I experienced my first snowfall. In Texas, I bought my first pair of cowboy boots. As I grew up, I learned to treasure what the United States had to

Many people come to the united states for opportunities and a better life for their children. My grandmother came to the united states at the age of fourteen years old with no documentation or someone to take care of her. She was born in Mexicali, Mexico in small town named vai de la tirneda were going up with seven other siblings was very difficult for her parents. They struggle to make living and provide food for the family. Because of the situation that she was facing at home she made the hardest decision of her life to go to the united states at such a young age. Her aunt and uncle had come to visit it her and her family. It was then when she knew it was time to go. She packed her belongings and left. She was afraid she remembers. Having

I was born in Kerala, India and was raised in Chicago, IL. I came to America at the age of three hoping for a better future. My father came to America first, and he lived with my Aunt who had three sons. After two years my father saved enough money to bring my mom, sister, and I to the US. During this time he would work as a dishwasher at a nursing home to support my family. After a month of living with my Aunty and her kids my dad found an apartment to rent. Eventually, we moved into a tiny one-bedroom apartment with my family. That was the hardest time period for me due to language barriers. My sister and I started to learn English. However, my parents were struggling to learn a new language so we would have to go everywhere with them to translate. Another, difficulty that we faced was financial issues. At that time we were making ends-meet and we were scraping every penny that we got. Afterwards, my mom got her CNA license she started working two jobs when I was only four years old. Even till this day she is still working two jobs to support the

I was born in the capital of Colombia, Bogota. At the age of six, my family decided we would immigrate to the United States in search of economical stability, a better quality of life and better opportunities of education for my brother and I. My parents were ready to leave their families, jobs, and everything they knew behind. They talked about how wonderful life in the United States would be, and found comfort in the abundance of jobs, good salaries, good schools and opportunities North America would offer our family. I then believed that stepping foot on the US was a guarantee for a wonderful life, the American dream. Unfortunately from the beginning of my journey I realized life is not easy and mature immensely in the ongoing process of achieving the American dream.

America is a mixing pot, diverse cultures combined and effectively integrated, however it is dissimilar when talking about immigration and refugees being fully accepted into their society. In the past year, a new president was elected into the white house and there have been some controversies about his way of deal with immigrates, refugees and other minority groups in the USA. In the history of the USA there has been laws restricting people of color to move or build neighborhoods in certain areas within the country, as an example of integration that failed and is still being fixed in the US. A modern-day example is the travel ban, a specific group of countries do are not allowed to travel to the United States. Most of these countries are Muslim

Immigrants today are becoming homeowners at a faster rate than than the U.S born population(Nicholson). An immigrant is a foreign born man or woman who comes to a new country to live in permanently. Immigrants coming to the U.S has been debated for years on whether is should be legal. Immigrants have shown promise in the working force and protecting our country as well as in the American society which shows their value to the United States.

Before the Europeans came to America the native Americans had very distinct identities. They were not and are not all the same. They had different beliefs, ways of doing things, social statuses, and functioning communities. Tribes each had different attributes depending on who the people were and where they were located. However when the Europeans came to America many Indians where generalized and stereotyped one of the most common deterring between “Nobel Savages” and “dirty savages.” Whatever adjective used the Europeans collectively used the word savages to refer to the Native Americans dismissing there rich cultural value and complex social systems. One of the most intriguing parts of the reading that fact that Europeans completely dismissed

My family originated from Zapotlanejo,Jalisco,Mexico. Both my grandma and grandpa from my father 's side grew up there. They had very little education but grew up being hard workers. When my grandparents got married they had four children in Mexico. It became hard for my grandparents to maintain all children when jobs were hard to find and payed very little. In 1962 my grandpa came to the united states looking for a job. He came to Southern California because he had family in the area. My grandpa found a job in Los Alamitos at a restaurant called Marie Callender 's as a cook and went back for his family. In 1963, my grandparents and their four children came to the United States. My dad was the youngest of them all he was barely a year. When they came here to California the immigration was not a huge problem so they were able to cross with no problems. When they came here my grandma was pregnant with one of my aunts,so when she was born they fixed papers for the whole family with her.

The difference between my sister and I were our age, but that was not a big deal, we were really close. When mom and dad were at work, she had responsibility as the eldest sister to take care of me and my brother. We were always watching my 3 years old brother’s favorite movie, Tarzan. It was nice spending time together with my brother and sister. Days later, I heard my parent’s conversation about going to America. My mind was in shock and I was scared. My mother told me that we were moving because, “America is a country of a new beginnings; better education and job opportunities”. I came to America when I was eleven years old from Mexico. Leaving behind family, friends, traditions, culture and our country was a hard decision for everyone to make. I remember saying good-bye to my family and friends; it was one of the hardest situations from the process of a new beginning. I had a question, Will I see them again? It was a question with no answer. I did not know when I would see my family and friends again, but there was hope inside me. What really affected me the most was saying good-bye to my sister Miriam. She did not like the idea of coming to the United States, because she had a life in Rio Bravo, I think everyone did, but I had no choice.

Humans are not indigenous to the Americas because The Americas are separate from Asia, Europe, and Africa. Why this is so is because the plate tectonics are shifted and they are moved in such a way that the Americas are separated from the other continents.

If I had to move out of the country I would bring many items with me. I would bring my cellphone, my laptop, clothes, a lot of pictures, makeup, shampoo, conditioner, and other personal hygiene products. I think pictures would be important to bring out of the country because you would wanna be reminded of your memories back in America. I would definitely bring my favorite blanket and pillow so I can always feel like I’m at home. I would bring my phone so I could always be in contact with my friends and family and so I could always entertain myself. I would make sure to bring the stuff in my hope chest. My hope chest has many items from my childhood such as old party decorations and toys. I’d love to bring my favorite movies because they remind me of home and who wouldn’t