Personal Narrative: Coming To America
Coming To America
America, land of the free and home of the brave, a country strengthened with rights, equality, and justice. For Americans it’s just a regular country, with regular rules and laws, nothing special about it. Although, to immigrants it’s a country to reinterpret their lives, a better life, a life where they’re free to pursue their happiness and follow their dreams. Even though America is a great country, adjusting to a new culture isn’t easy. It took patience, support, understanding, and passion in order for me to balance two different cultures.
Coming to America as a four year old was very intriguing, but it is a blurr remembering the past of being in Nigeria. The only conclusion that was remembered is being in a different environment; an environment that was more civilized with cities and highways, which had a diverse amount of people who talked and acted differently from me and my family. I grew up living in a three bedroom, one story, house apartment, with eight people, which would be seen as very difficult and unusual, which it was, but the type of companionship and …show more content…
The casual spoken language to me was a drift. I could only understand but not speak my origin language. Although I wasn’t the only one, my siblings also lacked the comprehension of our origin language. The calm and pleasing voice that we heard as little children were now blurs of sounds. This problem called in support and passion. In order to ironically re-establish our loss in our origins we came across african community events and programs such as church, parties, and clubs. Through these events, I was able to consult justice into being sharing to diverse culture. I was able to listen to “Fireworks”, by Katy Perry in one second, then dance to “Collabo”, by PSquare or eat hamburgers one day, and eat our traditional rice the next
America, land of the free and home of the brave, a country strengthened with rights, equality, and justice. For Americans it’s just a regular country, with regular rules and laws, nothing special about it. Although, to immigrants it’s a country to reinterpret their lives, a better life, a life where they’re free to pursue their happiness and follow their dreams. Even though America is a great country, adjusting to a new culture isn’t easy. It took patience, support, understanding, and passion in order for me to balance two different cultures.
Coming to America as a four year old was very intriguing, but it is a blurr remembering the past of being in Nigeria. The only conclusion that was remembered is being in a different environment; an environment that was more civilized with cities and highways, which had a diverse amount of people who talked and acted differently from me and my family. I grew up living in a three bedroom, one story, house apartment, with eight people, which would be seen as very difficult and unusual, which it was, but the type of companionship and …show more content…
The casual spoken language to me was a drift. I could only understand but not speak my origin language. Although I wasn’t the only one, my siblings also lacked the comprehension of our origin language. The calm and pleasing voice that we heard as little children were now blurs of sounds. This problem called in support and passion. In order to ironically re-establish our loss in our origins we came across african community events and programs such as church, parties, and clubs. Through these events, I was able to consult justice into being sharing to diverse culture. I was able to listen to “Fireworks”, by Katy Perry in one second, then dance to “Collabo”, by PSquare or eat hamburgers one day, and eat our traditional rice the next