When I Came To America Essay

I was born on November 28th, 2002 in Al-Amal hospital in Amman, Jordan. My mom, already having had my sister, Ghazal, gazed into my eyes as she welcomed me into this spectacular world. Little did she know, I would make her life both great and stressful in the next upcoming years. After about two years in 2004, my family migrated to the United States and were happy to call this new nation our home. Even though I was only two years old, the day I came to America changed my life forever. Growing up, I had the priority of being the only boy out of the four children my parents had. Most of my childhood revolves around me traveling, getting hurt, and clashing heads with my sisters. Nonetheless, I am not saying that the fact that I have three sisters ruined my childhood. In fact, I wouldn’t imagine a life without them and couldn’t have asked for better siblings. Overall, I had a wonderful childhood with the greatest of friends, the most marvelous parents, and the most magnificent toys. One of the most stupendous experiences I have ever had were on my trips to Jordan. I have had many memories surrounding the …show more content…
As a kid living in this state, you already know I have only dreamed of visiting the “Happiest Place on Earth”. Los Angeles was only a couple hours drive and it was pretty easy to get there. Besides, when you have six people in one car, there’s not really a dull moment. We went to Disneyland, Universal Studios, and the roamed around the city. The astounding air and the glorious rides, and all the breathtaking attractions took our views on life to a whole other level. I really enjoyed it and long for the day I could do it all again. Of course there we had our ups and downs during this trip, involving multiple fights and arguments between me and my sisters, always ending up in someone getting sad and excluding themselves from the conversations, and usually that would be my hot-tempered

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