My First Day in America
Memories of a day filled with pain, fear, disappointment and uncertainty, lingers lazily in my rainbow of memories called life. For although on that day I felt trapped and downgraded, it was ultimately only a pebble on a road to a new beginning in a country that I quickly grew to cherish, and love. The first challenge I accepted within the first few days in this country was learning a new language. Nothing and nobody could have stopped me from the tunnel vision to speak, write and understand... Sign in to see full entry.