Personal Narrative: Moving To America

Life is about making choices, but some of them can change us forever. I still remember that feeling I experienced when my mom told me that we were moving to America. I felt as if time had stopped, and I did not know what to think. I could not decide whether this life changing sentence was something I should look forward to in a positive way or be worried about. However, to be honest, I was more excited than worried since I was going to see my dad and grandparents after a long time.
After spending 11 years of my life in Pakistan, it was hard for me to move to a completely new environment that was totally different from the one I came from. I remember the first day I came to America. I was in the airport looking around the totally foreign place which was full of strangers. All I could hear was the sound of strangers humming. At that moment, I realized that I was in a totally new place, …show more content…
The first few months of 6th grade I felt as if I was invisible in the classroom. Being a beginner in English, I was looked down on by other students and was not well received. It was not only because of my poor English but also because of my lack of confidence. I was afraid to ask questions so I just copied the notes in my notebook and spent time at home trying to figure out what they meant. There were times when I did not want to go to school, times when I did not want to face humiliation. I wanted to return back to my country. I still did not give up; I kept trying. Soon the teacher realized that I was a novice in English and moved me to an ESL class. In that class, I felt more accepted. Gradually the strangers humming became words to me, and later it became sentences to my ears. My communication skills were improved, and because of this, I started to enjoy school and soon I made new friends. This opened many doors for me, but I had to struggle a lot through those tough times when I was learning the new language, customs, and

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