Narrative Essay About Moving To America

I never knew how life could change so drastically until I experienced it myself. When I was seven years old, my dad gave me the shocking news that we were moving to the United States. I was angry, sad, scared, and in disbelief. I never thought I would move to a different country. Moving wasn’t very new to me at that time because I constantly moved from city to city in India. However, it was very difficult to adapt because whenever we moved to a different state I had to learn the official language of the state. I wasn’t prepared for such a big change in my life.

When I moved to the United States, I had weak communication skills. I could barely speak, read, or write in English. I was always shy to talk to anyone in my class, including the …show more content…
In school, I saw a lot of different races and ethnicities such as Korean, African-American, American Indian, Mexicans, and Chinese. In India, I was exposed to only one ethnicity: Indian. I was nervous to approach anyone that wasn’t Indian. I was uncertain about how others act, think, and talk. One day, my teacher assigned me an in-class project with a black student. I wasn’t comfortable working with the student. However, the student was very welcoming and knew I came from a different country. He was patient and he made me feel comfortable working with him. After the project, he invited me to sit with his friends at lunch. For lunch, I brought homemade lemon rice and my friend was having steak. I started eating with my hands until my friend pointed out that here in America we eat with utensils. He was eating his steak with a fork and knife: the knife was used to cut the steak and the fork to eat it with. I found this a bit strange as in India, we use our hands to eat mostly everything and most households don’t contain utensils. Understanding culture and social norms enhanced my ability to work with anyone from

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