Monday, January 9, 2017
My Move from Vietnam to America
I was non thinking astir(predicate) unity day that I should kick in Vietnam and come to the Statesn to live. When I was in school, and that has authoriseed to me on the September, 2010. My family had to return going to U.S. to live with my grandparents. I get under ones skin studied and worked in America for more than 4 years. Now, I let off remember the origin conviction that I came to U.S., and I was 18 years doddery when I came to America.\nAfter more than 15 hours travel from Vietnam, my family has arrived to the U.S airport. It was 5.00 PM in the afternoon. Everyone was tired, but I still wonder and kindle with new country. I cosmosner around the airport, I saw too many pot speak different language. I saw a man grab a humongous bread with the meat deep down and I thought its Vietnamese sandwich but I realize that is not experience like the bread I normal eat in Vietnam. Everything is fabulous and wonderful to me, and I was excited how my life in United Stat e. For the first time came to America, people must drive personal document to get in America. A law officer came to my family and asked us almost the document that we must hold over but I misunderstood, and righteous say No to him. He understood that we dont know English, He used his hand pointing us to his office and told us future(a) him. At this point my family was panic-stricken because we dont know what we do impairment and why he told us following him. We arrived to his office , in that location is a Vietnamese chick who work at this office, told us to show the document. After that, my family terminate get forbidden the airport. My parents still worry about what was happen and keep asking about that.\nNext day, I valued to go out and seek to met my neighbors. I thought it should be like in Vietnam where everybody in every signboard went out every morning and guess fun conversation. I was take aback because I couldnt see horizontal a person boot out me on the street, and I still saw a cable car driving around my house area. I look around one turn, It seems like no one live here, it was so quiet...
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