Personal Narrative: Moving To America

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Clooney Ferdinand ENC1101 Thurs 11:15-12:50 11/18/15 Narrative Essay My ancestors moved from Canada to America, they started living in the northern areas and worked very hard to earn food. When I was small the life was very good, all the kids of the community used to play and enjoy the time, but as I started growing up I realized that life is not just about playing around. Most of the people in my community do not know the actual meaning of life and they have spent their whole life inside a specific area and with limited knowledge. I started to find opportunities to study and learn more things that no one knows. In my quest for knowledge and curiosity to know the unknown I learned many things. The people of my community were hard working but they did not know ways in which they could get more knowledge about the world. I started to move forward in life, I left my native town and moved to New York I started to get higher education. It was a long journey from a small town towards the bigger town, I had to prove …show more content…

I was also used to this hard work and helping attitude. As I entered the college I faced my hardships. Even taking the admission was not easy I was not entertained in the interview but as I had outstanding score in the entry test so I got admission in the college. All of the time I was against my ethnic identity and I never told people about my ancestors. I thought that people would dislike me because I am from African origin. During my time in the college I started to make friends and I used to help them a lot. All of my professors and class fellows used to appreciate me because of my hard work and dedication. I faced a lot of discrimination just because I was black and the most of the community was white. Due to my own hard work and helpful attitude I managed to take part in each activity of the college and managed to win the hearts of the people around

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