...Raghad Al Dabal Professor Noreen Lace Uni.100 02/17/15 My Mission in California State Northridge Having a clear vision of what one intends to do is a step towards realizing individual goals and personal fulfillment. Goals define one’s personality. They define the values and the things that matter in life. Personally, my life has revolved around well-defined goals that act as the compass points to a sustainable life of happiness and satisfaction. These goals have shaped every aspect of my life. Consequently, I have been transformed into a productive and result oriented individual. My inspiration comes from the clear mental image I have developed as a student in California. My institution is committed to access and excellence while it tolerates the diversity of culture, opinion and knowledge. Developing my professionalism as a student of this state enables me to commit my priorities into meeting the expectations of my future employers. The Magic of goals...
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...Change Is Good I walked around uncertain surrounded by so many people that I could ask for help, yet I would still be as lost as an ant in a greenhouse.I tried to understand people but I was only twelve, nervous and unable to speak English, that was my first day in middle school in the United States. Five years ago, I moved to the United States from Iraq for a better life, for a new life. Before I was born my parents were working their hardest just for the slightest possibility of having the chance to move out of the country. After eleven years, we got the acceptance legal papers to emigrate to the U.S.A. I said my goodbyes and left behind my friends and most of my family members.The goodbyes were very sad and difficult, but moving to...
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...When I think of where I am now, I feel dissatisfy because I feel I would have accomplished more by now. I have a successful career, but I do not feel this is the right job for me. To be more specific, I was a prior State Trooper in Florida and boy I loved that job! When I first started working as a State Trooper, I was happily married with a son, so I felt that I finally had my life made. I had a family and a career that I was deeply in love with. Suddenly, the State Trooper career was very demanding, I worked almost eighty hours a week causing my divorce. Also, the pay was very little, so I decided to jump the fence to the federal government instead. This is where I am now. In the federal government, the pay is great and I work way...
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...My first time going out of state was last summer when I went to Chicago. With one of my sisters, my mom, and her boyfriend it was a four-hour drive.We went through Ohio and Indiana it was a long drive but it was worth it. It was so cool but the real reason we went down there was to see my brother play baseball because he won a home run derby. And it was scary because they were like heads up and that meant that ball was in the sky and about to fall it was scary to look up so you just ran or ducked. I was kinda happy to leave because it was too many balls falling out the air.But after the game, my mama was trying to go home right after. Everybody was like don't go home we in Illinois lets go do something after a while we persuade her to go to...
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...It wasn’t too bad though I’ve been living in the United States for almost two years now so, I already got used to live here. I already learned the language, where to go, how things work so now life is pretty much easier. I can consider myself even a little bit happier I think. But it wasn’t always like this. Everything started with a simple sentence that my dad told me, “We’re going to move, prepare yourself, we’re going to the United States”. At first I could not believe that we were going to a place so far away from home and so different, I couldn’t believe what was happening, I’ve always considered my life so perfect, why move? That is when a long period of sadness started in my life. The moving day finally came, we packed up a few stuff that we had in our huge house, I couldn’t take everything that I wanted so I felt pretty sad because I had to left even my things that my friends gave me that I treasure the most . After a few hours we were finally done so we went to the airport and after about 4 hours waiting we were already flying with the US as our final destination. “Do you think we’re going to be okay?” I asked mom. “It’s gonna be alright I...
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...I was born in Kayseri, Turkey and raised in Cankiri,Turkey. I spent my elementary school years in Turkey and moved out to United States in 5th grade. We are a nuclear family even though we lived in the same country with my other relatives. My dad went to University in Russia, and that was one of the biggest reasons we moved to the United States. I was raised with the importance of family, education, and culture. All of these have shaped me into the person I am today. It was hard for me to just leave my hometown. It wasn't just my house that I was leaving behind, it was my country and all my loved ones. The first days we were packing up I still didn't believe that we were actually leaving. I remember asking my mom still if we were actually...
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...In life we all go through many different changes,drastic changes that really affect your life completely.At some point we face difficult situations,that we struggle to deal with.At 8 years old I had to face my biggest challenge which I called “the big move” where I moved out of my birth country the Dominican Republic to the United States.I never expected that coming here would be as hard as it was when I first came.I faced many challenges, having to learn a new language, leaving my family,and a new school.When I first got to the United States I was in complete denial, I did not want to e In the United States because I was not used to it.Things started to happen which made it worse instead for me to get used living in the United States. When I was 8 years old my dad brought my mom,sister and me to live in the United States.At first I was excited,moving to a new country a new beginning.Living In the Dominican Republic has always been a struggle for my family since I was born,my mom struggled to get us a better life as babies for my sister and me.My first thought when I was told we were moving was that is a great opportunity...
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...I was born San Pedro Sula, Honduras, a city that has more bullet shells on the ground than people in the city. It is a place where lying, cheating, and stealing were at the top of everyone’s agenda. These were the three essentials to survive day in and day out. I remember on my walks to school I would see kids just like me collecting plastic bottles and metal cans to sell for scraps at the recycling plant. Sometimes I would join them because I thought that was what kids my age did for fun. From my house every night, I would hear the screams of innocent people being raped or murdered. I would hear the boots of army troops stomping on the dusty roads and rapid shots of automatic weapons. It wasn’t until I immigrated to the United States when I realized that these events had become less commonplace....
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...There are many beautiful cities in my home state, but all of these places cannot be called home. Home is somewhere you can be comfortable and that satisfies your needs, whatever they may be. In my current home state of Georgia there are many places I would consider living, but there is one place I would not live, that place is Atlanta. I would not live in Atlanta because it’s a major tourist attraction, too urban, and traffic can be overwhelming. Atlanta is a beautiful city which in turn attracts people from all corners of the world. This major tourist attraction is home to the mesmerizing Georgia Aquarium, the lucrative World of Coca-Cola, and the busiest airport in the world, Hartsfield Jackson International airport. All the people flooding...
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...I came to the United States three years ago, coming to the US was a dream and something that my family has worked really hard to make it true for me and my brothers. I knew it wouldn't be easy in the beginning, but it was harder than what I thought, especially after starting going to school. There were many difficulties that every newcomer student face, like language, culture, and even getting to know the place and the rules and get used to them. When I started school the second semester of my freshman year, I didn´t know anything about the school rules, and even most of the assignment that was given to me. The hardest subject was English class because I couldn't speak English at all the only thing that I could say was ¨yes¨ and ¨no¨....
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...I grew up in Carson City, Nevada. While I wasn't born there, I'll always consider it my home town and continue to have my fondest childhood memories there. Growing up in the Silver State was an experience I'll never forget; The winters were always cold and snowy, and the summers were always bearable. Even on the worst of days it was never a far drive to Tahoe for a swim. Everything you could need or want was in driving distance no matter if it was a beach day or a hiking trip out in the desert. Living in California now, there are a lot of stark contrasts between the two neighboring states despite them sharing a border. For one, I had completely forgotten how commonplace it was to see a gambling machine inside a gas station, or a casino on practically...
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...It all began a few summers ago when my family decided to go on a vacation. This happened around the time when I was about to leave the 3rd grade and my parents came up with the idea of taking a trip to South Dakota. I had never been there before and was very happy because I had never been out of the state of Colorado. This was something new, after this vacation I would be able to say that I have gone out of the state. All my friends were surprised that I had never been out of the state. I have never even been on a plane because of my allergic reactions to peanuts and other things that could kill me if I don’t get the help I need. So I never went on many vacations out of state, this vacation was going to be a totally new experience for me....
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...It is a dream for everyone who lives in a third world country to immigrate to the USA, to live in a safe place and have better education. However being an immigrant was tough for me especially after living in my home country for fifteen years where I grew up surrounded by my family and friends. I will never forget the day when I left my country. It is the worst day of my life. I immigrated to the United States when I was fifteen with my mother and my brother. In the process I lost my friends and my family. And I experienced at first a sense of loss, seclusion and isolation. The change of language kept me isolated for a while. In Egypt, I was the ping pong champion of my city, Alexandria. And I also was one of the best soccer players in my school. But the change in the language kept me from doing many things. I was lost in my first year in the USA. I did not participate in any sport or club which made me secluded. Moreover I found the children to be cruel in this new country compared to the ones in Egypt. Many students accused me of having a bomb and they used to call me “Mark Bin Laden” because they knew that I’m from the middle east and I speak Arabic.This added to the list of reasons why I didn’t have many friends....
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...I was raised in a country that has always been buried under corruption and where the impunity is a common habit. Moving from Mexico to the United States was what changed my whole perspective on everything. I knew that my only choice was to advance forward and attempt to build the best of it, and I was sure that I had what is necessary to take down all the difficulties. With this in mind, I knew with all my heart that I craved to begin to advance into my personal greatness, and that I was obligated to be willing to progress against the furious tide. I knew that I needed to start building up a future, so I could help the people I left behind in the place I grew up. That is when I started to get involved in my community, so I could grow as an...
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...have a better life in the United States, so we moved. My life change dramatically when I moved to the United States. At first, I was glad because I knew that I was going to be able to visit Disneyland, Sea Word, and the Zoo, but never did I thought about the cruel and dangerous environment that I would face when crossing the border illegally. When crossing the US border illegally we are risking our lives for a better future. In the border, we had to face many struggles. For example, we put our lives in the hands of a coyote . Sometimes the coyotes are not trust worthy they just care about the money they abandoned people. Not only is the coyote is a problem, but also the delinquents. In the border, there are many organization such as Los Zetas that abuse illegal immigrants. They steal immigrants’ money and sometimes kill them. In our journey to the United States my brothers and I did not encounter gangsters or any drug cartel,...
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