Coming To America Reflection

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It was June 16, 2014, I arrived at The U.S.A. without English’s skill. I never actually imagined myself coming to America. On the first day when I arrived, people around me all speak English. At that time, I asked to question myself why am I here and I realized English is a big problem. Honestly, I live in small town people around me are really nice and helpful, but when they chat with each other, it is as if all words become small birds, and they fly so fast that I could not seize them. It is really hard to participate in the conversation, so the only thing I can do was to sit there and smile. It felt so silly. When the day finished, my face was almost hard-shelled because of the all day