Every day, thousands of immigrants arrive to the USA seeking
opportunity, freedom, or just a better future. I set foot in Austin, Texas, after
twenty-seven hours of traveling. In my five year-old brain, the first impression
of America was rather a pessimistic one due to its prolonged roads. All I could
think of was my home country; India, and all my friends that I had left behind.
Finally, an extensive day of travel and soreness came to an end! I
tossed and turned in my bed, but I couldn't fall asleep! Suddenly anxious, I
laid in bed thinking about school, I had heard my parents talk about my school
admission earlier that evening. Did they not realize that I didn't know anyone
or more importantly that I couldn't understand English? How was I going to
adjust? Everything seemed so new! Overwhelmed with fear, I pulled the blanket
over my head.
Panic and trepidation conquered me as I dressed for my first day of
school. I had no control on obstructing my nightmare transforming into reality.
After shedding many tears, I was dropped off at school by my uncle.
The day had already begun on a very gloomy note, but what was even
worse was that I did not properly understand the words coming out of my
teacher's mouth. The duration of the different activities in the day led me to
realize that I was the odd one out. All my classmates knew each other through
either parents or common friends; it was like I was the Ugly Duckling. At least
in India, it was easier to make friends because of a common language, but in
America it seemed twice as difficult. Nothing optimistic was coming out of the immigration;
it appeared to me that life just got arduous and wearisome!
My hopes reached sky high during ESL due to learning correct English pronunciations
and grammar. Every day, I would go home and read picture books; my favorite one
being Dr. Seuss's Cat in the Hat. During school, I would approach my classmates
with a positive and friendly attitude having daily conversations with them
realizing that indeed they were all open to new people!
Several weeks went by, as my commitment continued. Eventually my
practice paid off. I was now in a familiar environment in school, where I could
understand class and have many pleasant associations. Also, I was taken out of ESL
due to my advanced grasping power on English!
Nightmares rarely transform into the dream that one never wants to end,
but mine did! The one decision of shifting to America changed my life forever.
If I had not moved to Austin, I would not have the friends, the life, or
possibly even the quality education I have today. The dimness once seen in
American life by the five-year old has changed to only a better and brighter
future for a eighteen-year old!
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