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New York City has always been an example of how diversity can exist in a successful and peaceful place. Full of action, enthusiasm, and a combination of many cultures, New York is rich in every sense of the word. For example, taking a walk down the busy streets not only opens your eyes to the small but meaningful details of the city and the different people that revive it but also the numerous worlds that are somehow fused in this magical city, like Little Italy, Chinatown, Little Syria, Korea Town, and many others. Following the steps of the Dutch who first came to Lower Manhattan, we embarked on the Staten Island Ferry on Sunday, Nov. 10, and we could see one of the world’s most famous figures: The Statue of Liberty, a gift from the French to the U.S. that was put in such a strategic and historic place. The view of the green icon from the boat that was transporting passengers from Staten Island to Lower Manhattan, with the skyline of New Jersey in the background, and New York to our right, was a delightful experience. Not one person on the ferry was like the other, one could see people from all over the world, joined together and representing New York’s diversity, trying to relive the same experience that the Dutch had centuries ago. Some people take this ride every day for work; others were simply tourists or inhabitants of the New York metropolitan area. The arrival to Manhattan was like an entry to a whole new world: from the sea, its breezes, color, and landscapes, to the heart of the city beating louder than ever at the Whitehall Terminal. I could smell New York’s bagels in Battery Park with a mixture of the most relaxing scents: the coffee people were holding while walking down the streets, the old walls of Castle Clinton ... ... middle of paper ... ... who settled on Manhattan’s Lower East Side, where we could see packs of books telling the stories and experiences of past immigrants. I felt the rush and the excitement that characterize the city, but I also couldn’t get enough of the multiple cultures in New York. One would spend days and weeks in the “City that Never Sleeps” but still, it would take many more to truly experience every aspect of it or understand how the diverse ethnicities were able to survive and succeed there. Every culture left a mark of its quality on New York’s buildings that change over time: some are old, some are new, some are tall, and some are small. They might have a lot in common, but not one building is like the other. Diversity is what makes New York. That bull I touched at the beginning of our trip actually provided me with luck to enjoy our day in New York, in the city at its best!
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The island of Manhattan was consolidated into the greater New York City in 1898. Because of this the city was transformed from a nineteenth century seaport with cobblestone streets into a twentieth century metropolis of skyscrapers and subways. The artists of the Ashcan movement saw this changing society in human terms. They saw this in a light which depicted the interaction of so many different cultures which were being thrust together. They documented these changes on a level which the ordinary person could understand. Because of the Ashcan School we have a picture of society which one really cannot understand amidst the overpowering spectacle of overpowering buildings and increasing technology.4
Whenever we are reminded of NYC, we think of Times Square or The Status of Liberty. However, we always forget what is right under our noses; the NYC subway system. I like to think of the subway system as a labyrinth because of it’s intricate network of passages that guides us to all over NYC. Just by looking at a map of the subway system overwhelms me because it is so hard to imagine how much work was put into making this beautiful yet complex structure. An average New Yorker may ignore the daily lives in the subway system but if you look closely you can see multiplicity of events taking place.
Queens is one of the most diverse boroughs in New York. There is just about every ethnicity living in it. Growing up in Queens I adapted to the diverse environment at a very young age. Living in a diverse environment impacted my way of thinking and the way I act towards others.
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The main content of this film was to explain to us how New York city is always changing. First, we saw how from the 1880’s immigrants started coming to New York from Europe due to the industrial revolution that was happening there. When they got to New York they described the good feeling they got when they first saw the Statue of Liberty, it was a feeling of freedom. They described New York as “A City of Heaven.” Many and many of them were coming to New York to get that freedom that they did not have in their countries. Immigrants basically changed New York and New York changed them too. In the film we saw that because of the growing population, they were obligated to start constructing up. With the help of new technologies like the elevator and steel, out came the skyscraper. Everything that happened during this time made what is New York today. New York changed with the immigrant labor, for example, they were the one who constructed skyscraper, which are one of the things that makes New York unique today. Almost all of those immigrants were farmers, and they changed with New York, an example, is when those farmers came to work with steel which was something new to them. Immigrants worked hard, they did whatever was necessary to survive. Also, they wanted their kids to keep their culture, which made New York a multicultural city.
Emerging from the subway station at the corner of 42nd Street and 6th Avenue in Midtown Manhattan there is a sight that can’t be missed, the imposing presence of the Grace Building. Fifty-stories high and located at the northeast intersection of both streets, this office building has a side entrance facing 6th Avenue and a main entrance opposite Bryant Park on 42nd Street. It towers over this park with a monolithic stance, distinctly visible in the Manhattan Skyline when it is observed from the southern tip of the island. Grace Building can be seen in the same frame as both the Pan Am and Chrysler Buildings, which stand to its east side, and also the Empire State Building, which sits to the south of it.
The endless possibilities that are included with a life in New York City have given me hope and motivation. As a young girl, I wanted my whole career to start and end in New York. I was going to attend college at either New York University, Columbia University, or Parsons School of Design and I was going to live in Manhattan or Park Avenue. Not only that but I was also going to become either a world-renowned surgeon or an international fashion designer. Now although some of those plans are rather unrealistic and my ideas about life have drastically changed, my plans have and will always center around New York City.
My morning commute wasn’t long at all; 10 or 15 minutes of walking did me good. As I walked down the street, I looked around me, taking everything in. “Ah, New York. What a beautiful city,” I said. I took a deep and refreshing breath.
I took a 360-degree turn trying to see the entirety of Boston from my position standing in front of a massive statute of our nation’s first president. The skyline of Boston’s financial district sat behind the George Washington statue in the Boston Public Garden. This park is the oldest botanical garden in the America, and it looked historic, but not shabby. The skyscrapers didn’t reflect the light like they did yesterday because the sun hid behind the numerous, gloomy clouds. The buildings seemed taller and newer than the few, and hardly-cloud-touching buildings in downtown Spokane. On my left was the historic neighborhood of Beacon Hill, where my mom, sister, and I had devoured delicious Italian food the night before. On my right was Bay Village, a neighborhood we hadn’t explored yet, but we hoped we could
New York city is a unique city but also has some similarities to other big cities. One of New York’s unique identities is “the City
I have heard stories from my peers about how loud it is in New York City and after seeing how the driving is, there I found a lot of things in common. People were screaming at each other, honking and sometimes sharing some “nice words” to one another. The body language is the same and the level of patience as well; the only difference I found is that drivers slow down when you cross. In my country you have to dodge the cars most of the times when you cross the road. People walk so fast! I tried to keep the rhythm with the lady who is leading me to the museum and after two blocks she was forty steps ahead. I saw many people making a line for a cup of coffee and walking with their cups all over, I saw secretaries and office assistant holding may be six cups of coffee for their work mates that made me to enter Starbucks for coffee. Part of diversity that New York offer is that you can find people from all over the world working in the City, but the hot dog stands are taken by middle Eastern people, I love the
When my brother first set off for NYU, I had only heard of New York City through glimpses on the television. It was a glittering amalgamation of Broadway, ostentatious skyscrapers, and hotdog carts. Upon visiting however, I was immediately thrown off by its chaoticism. The buildings reached up into the sky, like trees competing for sparse sunlight, and seas of people rose and ebbed with the flow of traffic. It was brash and unrestrained, and I was shocked by such unflinching unfamiliarity. Suburbia had never prepared me for such an experience, yet I found myself entranced. The allure of NYU was in its alien nature, and tempting danger. I could see myself grow here, and grow beyond my current self.
The one reading that I connected with this week was "I Go Adventuring" by Helen Keller. She describes the view from the bridge "the view is loveliest in the morning and at sunset when one sees the skyscrapers rising like fairy palaces, their million windows gleaming in the rosy-tinted atmosphere", I have personally experience the "loveliest mornings and the sunsets in the past. I took the M train for four years, five days a week to high school and crossed the Williamsburg Bridge every single time. The view of the city on my way to school and on my way back home, never failed to amaze me. She also describes Broadway and the way people that brush past her seem to be "always hastening toward a destination they never reach. Their motions are eager,
Prior to the beginning of my first semester at community college my cousin and I endeavored on our last summer weekend trip to “The Big Apple”. Known as the city that never sleeps there are numerous diverse attractions and it could not have been a more beautiful weekend to experience this big city. This was the largest city I have ever been to and we had the pleasure of going to the beach, central park and traveling to Manhattan.