It was a hot afternoon in El Salvador, it might have been two in the afternoon. The airport seemed crowded with commotion, people coming and going from place to place. It was hard spotting anyone who was still. It was the country’s only airport, a dimly lit and somewhat dirty building decorated with Indigenous imagery. I had a small headache, the pain started just behind my ear and crossed to my eye socket. I usually get headaches like this when I am stressing out about something or when I am irritated. Looking back at it, this was probably foreshadowing as this headache would come to visit me more and more often for the next couple of years and will probably continue coming for quite some time. The whole passport checking and body search went …show more content…
If flying was the dream, then what awaited me at the landing was waking up and realizing closing your eyes will not send you into the same dream. As soon as I got out of the plane I was hit by the realization I had just flown over four different countries, seen the world from a bird’s point of view and landed whole different country all within the space of five hours. My mom and I somehow did not get confused when trying to get to the arrivals room. I spotted one of my uncles, I did not even know his name and I only knew him through pictures. Suddenly more of my relatives appeared from the crowd, and the aunt and uncle I was supposed to live with made their …show more content…
Had I not been for the fact that my instincts turned out to be correct about them, I would have probably said that those who told me not to judge were correct. I guess this goes to show that it is actually important to trust one’s intuition when it comes to facing new challenges. Intuition is, afterall, important for human survival, as it can keep us from doing stuff that is rather risky or that might be unnecessary. At the end of the day, following my gut instinct could only bring me benefits, and making assumptions about how good or bad a situation can go is just natural to all people. Maybe allowing myself to have some distrust of strangers is not that much of a bad approach to new situations, and maybe it would be better if people limit my hopes and keep them at a reasonable level they might save themselves from many
Salvador Gomez is a teenager that helps the broken down the torn up even the poor.
War and violence in Central America is a result of governmental injustice due to the United States’ foreign policies. The United States supported El Salvador with weapons and money throughout the civil war. As a result of enforcing these policies, El Salvador’s poverty, population and crime rate increased. The books “…After…” by Carolina Rivera Escamilla and “The Tattooed Soldier” by Hector Tobar give us a glimpse of the issues Central Americans faced.
During 1979-1992 El Salvador was engaged in a civil war, with the government fighting the rural indigenous citizens. Violence and gang culture were taking over the country and creating a cycle that can’t be easily broken. El Salvador’s citizens were searching for new power, opportunities, and a way out of poverty.
As my family and I walked into the plane, we were excited. The plane ride to jamaica stopped in L.A. and, after that, it went to jamaica. When we arrived in Jamaica it was really hot, but it was wet. I immediately took off my sweater I was wearing on the plane. We took a bus to our hotel. Then we started swimming in the water park. Every night there was a show in the main stage. The next day we woke up early to go to chukka. It was awesome. We saw a great house, rode on horses, and did a challenge course. After we came back from Chukka, we went to the water park and swimming pool at the hotel. Then we ate at fresh, which we went most of the time. The next day we woke up earlier to go to the dolphin cove. The bus was an hour late, but the wait
Maybe you had no clue what these symptoms indicated at the time, but you may soon discover that you could have suffered from a migraine so it is important that you are aware of this debilitating illness for possible future occurrences.
When I entered the airplane I was as excited as a 6-year-old could be about losing the people she loved the most. The greatest aspect of my fear was the idea of losing my mother. As a child, I always
It was time for us to leave and board the plane to America. I was very excited to get to America, I was also anxious to see my Dad who I haven’t seen in months. The flight was long, I can remember in the air was my first time feeling turbulence, whoa let me tell you it was a scary one it felt like the plane was about to crash. I was anxious for the plane to land. When we arrived we exited out the plane and head out to the train inside the airport in order to go to U.S. customs and border protection, to get our documents sorted out, so that we could enter the country.
Growing up in a developing country has really open up my mind about setting up for a better future. My home in El Salvador wasn't the most lavishness, but it's also not the worst. I grew up in a house with two levels; three bedrooms on the top floor, one on the bottom, a garage and laundry room at the lower level, and a small sale shop at the front of the house. Growing up in this home has been a meaningful place for me. Its where I found my sense of place.
El Salvador is a beautiful country with a big population of 6.4 million. The main ethnics are White, indigenous Indians, and Mestizo. Many Spaniards settled and married native Indians therefore making Mestizo (both European and Indian blood) a popular ethnic group. El Salvador’s main language is Spanish, but Nawat is a native language that is spoken by elder Salvadorians.
We live in a world full of doubt and The Alchemist, a novel written by Paulo Coelho, surely grasps that concept. This is what human nature is to be cautious around the unknown and to not trust until the trust is earned, at least that is what I believe in.
“Power does not corrupt. Fear corrupts…perhaps the fear of a loss of power.” Many countries
We meet strangers everywhere we go. They come from all walks of life. We can choose to ignore them or to talk to them. I have judged people based on the way they walk, talk, dress or the way they approached me. These judgments tend to stick with me even if I find out who they really are. I don 't think it is right to get judgmental when I first approach a person. I feel so bad when I find out who they really are isn 't who I thought they were. It just seems to happen so naturally. I guess it is just human nature. I can relate this to my senior high school days. Most of the judgments I made about people never helped me because it got me into bad company. In a short story ‘Strangers’, a stranger hurt and lied to Toni Morrison about who she was. She was really hurt by the stranger because she had misjudged her about who she was. She did not expect a woman, who looked so humble, would do such a thing. I can relate to her story because I also misjudged someone and ended up getting hurt.
Do not believe something when you know it is not correct. Even though people may have good intentions most of the time there are those are out to harm you. Take this story of a man named Edward Daniels (also known as Teddy). In the movie Shutter Island, directed by Marin Scorsese in 2010. Teddy is a Us Marshal with a lost soul and a daunting past. Teddy is a World War I vet, who has a lot of flash backs, and nightmares about his past. Teddy meets up with his new partner, Chuck Aula, on the ferry ride to the island. This was the first time Teddy had met Chuck. Right in the beginning you can tell there is something off about the whole situation. Why would Teddy Barely meet his new partner on the ferry, I would think they would have met at the
The flight to London felt like it took forever, we were all so tired and just wanted to take a shower and go to bed, but we had to get off that plane and get on another going to Scotland. When we finally landed in Scotland, I couldn’t believe I was actually in a foreign country, I was so excited. The first thing I did when we landed in Scotland was to look through the window, of course what I saw were other airplanes and men running around getting luggage and showing planes to the terminal. After we got all of our luggage and the rental car, we walked outside, as I looked around, I could see so much green in the distance; so many different colors of green. I had never seen so much beauty in one place.
I didn't understand what I was dreaming about. After thinking about the dream for about ten minutes and went back to sleep. By the next morning I had forgotten all about the dream. That morning, I was late as usual. I ran to the bus stop with my briefcase.