Immigrant Personal Narrative

Kimia Sedaghat kaboli
Mary Washington
No friends, no family members and no house to live in. It’s so hard to put everything behind and go to the place that I didn’t know anything about. I was born in Iran, my language, and all of my memories are from Iran. My parents move from our country to Virginia, four years ago, so they no longer worry about their children’s future.
My whole world change so quickly. When my twin sister and I started going to Marshall High School we were completely bewildered. I was trying to manage myself to learn everything. In Iran I was going to an advanced private high school where I was in the honor program and the school had different units of studying than here. I was starting all over again.
Starting school

like my first grade, when I was confusing from what the teachers said and doesn’t know anyone. The only wish I had was going to my home. During school years I always in challenge with my consoler for taking the higher level courses. Like my English 9 honor, I remember when I requested for taking the English honor my consoler was shook because, he didn’t see before the second language learner who like to taking English in honor level. He recommended me to not tacking this course. I didn’t withdraw back, I never do that, this is one of my identities if I say I could do something, I would be put best effort to show I can do it .And I do that very good.
In addition to the problems and challenging courses in school.

I was become the translator of the family, although my language is still limited. I trying my best to help my family and translate the letters from our schools and other assorted documents. During first years I was overwhelmed with speaking behind the phone and trying to express what my parents wants. But, after I become older and my language skill getting better my responsibility as a translator become much harder. I was trying to open the bank account for my family and anywhere else my parent went I was there to help them. This is the only thing I able to do to appreciate my parents’ hard working. Also, having this responsibility during my life was
During this 4 years my father was always is in back and forth to my country for working as a doctor and make money for us. Because, he was not able to working here as a doctor. I am interesting to become a doctor like my father who is responsible for his family and his patients. Being in the family that its father working outside of country and I would see him every 2 or 3 month learn me how to become strong in the face of adversities that was around me. Like away from dad and my home, each one of them help me to build myself stronger and become much independence than what I was

before.
Not knowing English and speaking not very well makes me to lose my confidence and I was shy toward communicating with the English speakers. But with all of the good me memory’s that I had from my country I creating Persian club in school to gathering some Iranian to share their memory’s and save our culture. This was very helpful for me to obtaining confidence to express my feeling and communicating with the other people.
After I emigrate from Iran, because of the way I was raised, my personality was change, I become mature more quickly than before. My challenges and my problems made me wiser, smarter and aware of the life outside school and family. Also, having responsibility of translator in home is sometimes painful. I feel accomplishment in knowing that I could help my parents.