To understand who I am, it is necessary to know my past. I was made by refugees. Refugees who fought hard to stay in the US, who paid their taxes and was still discriminated upon, who failed to finish school because I was created. Refugees who work day by day just to ensure we have food in our fridge, a roof over our heads, and a warm bed to come home to at night. Refugees who gave me hope to thrive and reach beyond what society thought about children who were born into poverty. I am the first generation born in America of Cambodian and Vietnamese descent. I am also the first of my generation to go to college. In the future, I will become someone for my siblings to look up to, someone my parents can brag about, someone I will be proud of and have a mark. I grew up poor. Because of my parents and their families being refugees and living in the depths of North Philadelphia, they were looked down upon, “out of sight, out of mind.” My parents would receive glaring eyes every time they pulled out and swiped their food stamp card. Growing up, my parents constantly shared their …show more content…
They support my decisions every step of the way. Their constant need to support me financially and emotionally has come to an end since I work an amazing job in the heart of Center City and I am quite confident in everything I do. They say I am too stubborn, but it’s because I get it from them. In the future, I will give them anything they need. I want to be the one to buy them each a paid off home that is well furnished and has a fridge stuffed with food. Essentially, I want to give back for everything they had done from support to love. They deserve to be old and go on luxurious vacations when they’re wrinkly and saggy. I am the person I am today, because of my parents, from their hard work and drive to be better than just a refugee living in
The Universal Refugee Some people believe that Universal Refugees are different people that deal with different hassles. However, that is not true. The Universal Refugees understand each other and deal with the same struggles such as immigration, hardship and assimilation. When entering a new country, refugees most likely will deal with hardship from just entering the country to actually living in it.
I owe it to them to take advantage of the life they built for me, to honor their summit of life 's
1. My 2 best picks 1a. 1953 Refugee Releif act: I liked this act because America wasn 't afraid or scared about others, they took in 200,000 refugees and saved them from the war torn contrie they lived in. 1b.1980 Refugee act: This act sperated the refugee numbers and the imagration numbers allowing more refugees and imagrants to get the chance to enter the united states to get nationality 2. The
I am a first generation immigrant; I arrive into the United States as a refugee. As every human being set a goal, I have also set myself a goal of education. While I was perusing my educational goal, situation came where I have to choose between education and work. I have chosen education with no doubt, but the decision brings me and my family a financial burden. Although, I do not have any regret of my decision, sometime it is hard to disregard the financial need to support the family, and unable to afford the most necessity things.
I have over 18 aunts and uncles who provide constant encouragement every time we converse. Their motivation constantly changes as I progress to a more mature adult. Today, I am receiving constant encouragement and motivation because I will be graduating college soon. As a first generation college student, this motivates to become look beyond the horizon to seek new opportunities to make them proud. Although aunts and uncles’ involvement does not equal the involvement of a grandparent per se, their loving attitudes coincides to help me better myself and this mindset all started with the initial involvement they had in my life as a child.
Being a child of immigrant parents makes you appreciate life so much because everyday it’s an opportunity to be the best you can be to make everyone around you proud. My parents can’t got back to school and get an education so being able to see me succeed is worth their hard work. My parents have taught me to never give up. I know that some doors may be closed on me but that doesn’t mean other doors won’t open. I want to be someone who represents the Hispanic community.
I am Iran Munoz-Montoya. I was supposed to be writing something about me that made me want to be who I am today; something that appeals to colleges. All I know is that I am who I am because of my parents. They had me a year before they graduated high school. My mother came from Juarez and my father came from Cuauhtémoc legally, but stayed here illegally.
It is because of them that I aspire to be a college graduate, ready to head out into the world and help others while making my parents
Chapter 1 Things were monotonous in my early life. On the 20th March 1890, I was born to Henry C. Gatz and his wife in rural North Dakota. This was the same place that I spent the first 16 poverty-stricken years of my life. I can’t remember the exact details of my family life, as I have long since forgotten my parents, but I will never be able to forget my lifestyle on that farm.
There are many similarities between immigrants and refugees, yet they are different in many ways. There are many common traits between these two. For example, immigrants and refugees both work in menial jobs due to language barriers. In addition to that, they both left their home country for a better life. Immigrants and refugees can also be different in many ways.
In the pieces that we read of refugees fleeing Vietnam, refugees, like Ha, have to overcome the challenge of feeling inside out and back again, facing conflicts like having limited resources and learning a new language. Ha’s family faces many different varieties of challenges, one challenge that she faced is having limited resources. Ha explains, “...rations is now half a clump of rice…” (Lai,88). Traveling over seas and rivers, not only is Ha’s family struggling, but other Vietnamese are struggling as well. Moving across water with little resources cause them to have rations.
On a simple beach day, where the sun is blazing and the day is beautiful, there in the shore, appeared the body of a dead little boy, whom was struggling for survival. The article of September 4th, 2015, “Refugee crisis builds pressure on U.S”, written by Stephen Collinson, brings the awareness of the families fleeing from Syria, due to a civil war that is taking the lives of many innocents. Just like stated in CNN, ‘it took a tragic photo of a drowned toddler on a Turkish beach, to make the refugee torrent pouring into Europe a problem for America too (Collinson 2015, 1).’ When I first encountered this photo, on Facebook, it made me feel ashamed of society. Syrian families are running away through ill-fated voyages, across the ocean; some make it, but others don’t.
A refugee is a person who has been forced to leave their home country in order to escape war, persecution, or natural disaster. There are many different types of refugees, these include refugees who are escaping war, social discrimination, racial discrimination, religious persecution, those who are seeking aid after a natural disaster, political unrest, and those who fear for their lives and the lives of their family. These people are given refugee status and are placed in designated refugee camps across the country where they are supposed to be cared for and educated, but this is not happening. Many of the countries only provide shelter for the refugees but do not provide the rest of the basic needs. There are many factors that contribute to a person becoming a refugee these include war, famine, racial prejudice, religion, harassment or torture due to political views, nationality, and natural disaster.
Critical Self Reflection Poverty is an experience that touches many people. I believe my first experience with poverty came in elementary school. Everyday, my mother would come to pick me up from school and we would regularly drive by a man begging on the street. Often, we would stop and give him a piece of fruit or a granola bar.
The question posed in the title, “Who am I?” is very simple but the answers are never so. What defines me as who I am as a person today are relatively my attitude, my personal values and beliefs to life that developed throughout my life. “Values are constructs that we hold as important and beliefs are constructs that we hold to be true (Collins & Chippendale, 1995)”. Meanwhile, attitudes are relatively lasting clusters of emotions, beliefs, and behavior tendencies directed towards specific ideas, people or objects (Baron & Byrne, 1984). Generally, my family members, friends and the experiences I had contribute to my sense of who I am and how I view the world.