College Admissions Essay: My Journey To The United States

The day was finally here. It was November 11, 1990, the day that our family was to go to ¡®Land Of Liberty.¡¯ I heard so many different things about this country called United States of America and I was warned that it would be nothing you¡¯ve expected. The plane ride did not seem as long as it was; partly because I was lost in my own thoughts with hopes and anxiety. I thought about what I will become in this massive country I was headed and how soon I will adapt to this new culture and people.

Coming to AmericaThe year was 1948, and my grandmothers aunt and uncle came for a visit from Chicago to Germany to see their family. They had no children and had come to ask my grandmother if she would be interested in coming to Chicago to possibly live there w ith them. The idea of going appealed to her very much since her home city, Saarbrcken, was still partially destroyed from the WWII bombings. She always had the wanderlust in her blood coming from both sides of her family, so thinking about the towering skyscrapers, the bustling city streets, and the glamorous movies from America was quite enticing to my grandmother. With all off these wondrous thoughts swimming through her head, she enthusiastically agreed to go.Now, it was time to prepare

Trent Shelton said “ The right decisions are always the hardest to make. But they must be made in order to live the life you deserve “. What Trent really means is everyone has to make a decision to live a better life. For example, moving to America makes my life a lot better than living in Thailand refugee camp. Sometime I was wondering what would happen to me and my family if we didn’t come to America?

I've been meaning to write, but work has been mighty tiring. Sally and I are in good health thanks be to God. I was also blessed to find both lodging and gainful employment. Our living arrangements are modest. Sally and I share two rooms in an attic for which we pay $4 a month. We live in what is called tenement housing. It is rather dark and it gets hot enough during the summer that we escape to the roof for respite from the heat. There is also the spread of disease to worry about. Sally and I have been lucky enough to avoid getting sick, but with people living so close to together and houses being packed closer together than sardines I fear that our luck will run out soon. We try our best to keep our home tidy, but there is not much we can

Transitioning from the Democratic Republic Of Congo to the United States was a challenge that my family and I had to overcome. The main reason why we moved was because my father wanted a better life for my siblings and me. My father did not make enough money to pay for our education, food, housing, and other things. With the little money that he did make, he would give some to my mom so she could buy clothes and sell them in order to put food on the table. More often than not my mom was unable to sell anything so, we would go to my uncle's house to see if he could provide us with at least rice to eat with sugar. In my family's eyes, at least, the rice was better than not eating at all. One day, my father's friend called him and told him that there was a lottery game people were playing and if you won, you would be given the chance to go to the United States. My dad was the only one from my family who was allowed to play and after eight months had passed we were informed that we won! We were all so happy and ready to start a new life in America! The new excitement about moving to a better

Life set out many pathways and opportunities for your better future so that you could be a better person and could have better life, coming to America from Pakistan was a life changing experience for me. At the age of 15 when I first came to America it was A hole new experience for me I was able to experience those things that i never even thought in Pakistan. I meet new people and they all are really good and they love to help each other. When I came to America i saw a lot of advancement in technology everywhere, which showed me how intelligent people are here and that made me more excited to learn new things here in America.

I was born and raised in Vietnam. At the age of thirteen, my family decided to move to America for living. The story of my life has no different than other immigrant students. The story of how parents decided to give up everything that they had built for years and came to another country for a fresh new start. The story of how people like me, immigrants, got mocked and discriminated for our broken English. The story of how I cried mostly everyday because I did not fit in within the society. And the story of how I struggle to find something that my family originally came to this country for, the American Dream. The story of my life is not original, at least not anymore, since there are a lot of people in this nation have the same story as I

My journey migrating to the United States has two major reasons; the first reason was my personal safety. The second reason is the lack of opportunity. My beloved country was torn by a civil war when i was about a year. I never grew up in what it feels like to live a safe environment. People can be walking to a place of worship at nighttime or daytime and it still would not make any difference. What I mean by that is an attack can happen at any time. For example, Somalis have one religion, one language differ in dialects and many tribes other than that I believe that there are many commonalities. Sadly, people do not see it that way.

Growing up in all of the American Southwest I believe that I’ve been able to learn how to adapt to new situations whether it's a new environment or something completely different. The place I once called home that shaped me the most would probably be Gilbert, Arizona where there’s desert for miles and scorching temperatures greater than 110 degrees. I lived in a 3 bedroom apartment with my mother and two brothers. The community was very nice the complex had a gym, swimming pool, and game room. A lot of kids my age and younger lived there as well which gave me a chance to make new friends, but I didn't. I didn't plan on moving to Arizona nor did i want to so once I moved to a new school, which was only 7 minutes away from my house down a long straightaway, I didn't really take the opportunity to make new friends I mainly kept to myself and the few friends I decided to have. This tough me to not only keep the people I care about close to me but also not to be so public with my life. When I lived in El Paso I was a popular kid and my business was everywhere which really brought on a lot of problems. In Arizona I lived in peace I literally never sealed with drama once. Now that I'm Living in El Paso again in using what I learned in

As I got on the plane I knew my life was changed. The moment when I entered the US it was a new beginning for me. As most migrants would say; this is the land of opportunities, it was totally what I expected.

Life is about making choices, but some of them can even change our life. Two years ago I decided to come to America for my higher studies in Western Kentucky University. Although I knew it was really a challenge to me, this significant decision that I’ve made was going to change everything about my life and me. There are many things in life that can change the course of a person’s life. It can either make a positive impact or a negative impact on a person’s life. It’s always best to have the positive impact though. For me I have had a positive experience that has changed my life forever and that is coming to a different land and culture.

On July 11th, 20011, my life was forever changed. In that day, I moved from Congo to the United Sates. It was excitement and fear at the same time, because my life was no longer the same. When I arrived in Atlanta, I realized how much efforts and sacrifices I had to make to adapt the American culture.

Idaho is my fifth state I reside. When every time I move, It is not easy to recognize that I live in the same country. I have experienced St. Louis to New York and I spent most of my high school in Manchester, New Hampshire. Also, I went to college in North Carolina. Those places were all unique and interesting from my perspective.

Every year hundreds of thousand, legal and illegal immigrant from around the world come to United States. These immigrant have many different motivations, some enter the United States hoping to get a chance for a better life, and other are refugees escaping war and prosecution from their home country. Many people believe the United States is a best place to go because there is more freedom, protection and benefits. Some believe the large number of immigration is affecting the current citizens of the United States. Others believe that immigration can be dangerous to the environment which blame as crime, poverty and overpopulation. In fact there would be no America if not for immigration because everyone and even the “Native American” is an immigrant from other country who first settle here on

There are many significant parts of my life that have had a huge impact on my personality, but there is one that has not only affected me, but has changed me for the better. My personal life changing experience was coming to America. For me, this bridge between my old life and new life is a shaky bridge that I attempted to cross and entered a whole new realm of life which changed everything. The decision about coming to America has taught me how to respect other people, be more responsible, and be more loving towards various friends and families. It has also helped me adapt to the new life that I’m about to begin. It was so unexpected. Out of nowhere my parents broke the news: “We’re going to America!” Living in a big town of Bhopal,