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How I came to America?
Have you ever been through an experience where you moved to an unfamiliar location by yourself? I had the opportunity to do just that when I left my hometown in Hong Kong and come to America for a better education. I was only thirteen years of age at the time. Giving me the chance to come the U.S was the greatest gift that my parent has ever given me in my life. I appreciated them for providing me this valuable and precious chance for my thirteen years old birthday present.
When I was in Hong Kong, my grades in school were not as high as was expected of me. Also, my attitude towards reading and studying was not as serious and sincere. My parents began to be concerned about my future and looked for an alternate way for me to be successful in school. My mom found different solutions for me; such as tutoring, watching English language dramas, reading novels and doing exercise books. I followed my mom’s plan and schedules for me religiously because I did not want to disappoint my mother. Also, I promised to stay away from my friends in order to reduce times spend hanging out with them. It was a waste of time that could be better used for learning. After following her recipe for learning my English skill improved. However my mom was not pleased enough with my development.
When I was twelve, my relatives introduced my mom to Chinese Christian School and my explained to her that going to America was a more efficient way to learn this language. My uncle stated that coming to the U.S. would be more than just an education, it will also be a life-changing experience. You could learn about the other countries’ culture and religions, government policy and society, educates and environmental advantages. My uncle also said that it would be a good challenge to experience the turning point from a teenager to a mature and responsible adult. He thoroughly explained the policy and teaching method and materials of this school to my mom. My mom wanted to

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