Illegal Immigration Narrative

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On a November night in Rome, I gave my dad a tight hug and turned away so he wouldn't see the tears forming in my eyes. I know he was doing the same as I crawled into a red Fiat next to two little Japanese-Italian children as their parents said their goodbyes to my dad. Then we drove away on the cobblestone streets out of Italy's capital to a world that was completely new and foreign to me.

I was an Au Pair in Italy for three months. For those that don't know, simply put, an Au Pair is a person who travels abroad to stay with a host family and helps take care of their children. In return, they get free room and board, a small amount of pocket money, and a chance to travel and learn about other cultures. They can stay as little as two weeks, some stay up to two years. For me, it was a way to free myself from my small town and see the world on my own, along with avoiding the pressure to go to college right after high school. My very first solo trip at 18 years old. It had its ups and downs, so I'm going to give you the whole cupcake: nuts and frosting included.

I stayed with a family of four, an Italian mother, Japanese father, a 4 year old boy and 2 year old girl. I will be honest with you, the little boy was a tyrant brat, the girl …show more content…

Traveling to Italy not only allowed me to explore the country, but also explore myself. Not only did I learn about the Italian culture, but I learned to see Americans from Italian eyes. Not only did I learn how to be a parent, but I also learned about what kind of person I am and what I could be. As a typically reserved introvert, I had to learn to open up and step past my comfort zones, and relax while doing so. Italy is not a good place for you if you don't want to open yourself up. I realize that there is so much more to this world than just what you see. You need to go and open unknown doors to see it, but it doesn't help if you don't open your own

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