My Immigrant Experience

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As a child of an immigrant made me stand out in class. At first I had a hard time communicating with the

teachers and students so I spent most times alone. Back then I was depressed on how I didn’t have any

friends to plat with but, it was a blessing in disguise. This helped me stay on the right path and focus on

what is really important and why I came to this country, my education. My family came to this country

for the purpose of my education and I was able to stay on track and peruse my goals. Being an

immigrant child gave me a purpose, it made me face the unknown without losing sight of my goals. In

the future I would continue to pursue my goals no matter how hard of an obstacle I would face. Being an

immigrant has prepared me for

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