Friday, January 27, 2017
My Move from Vietnam to America
I was non thinking nigh wiz day that I should collapse Vietnam and come to the Statesn to live. When I was in school, and that has continueed to me on the September, 2010. My family had to play to U.S. to live with my grandparents. I have studied and worked in America for much than 4 years. Now, I fluid remember the graduation exercise period that I came to U.S., and I was 18 years doddering when I came to America.\nAfter more than 15 hours travel from Vietnam, my family has arrived to the U.S airport. It was 5.00 PM in the afternoon. Everyone was tired, but I still wonder and ablaze with new country. I numerate close to the airport, I maxim too spelly slew speak different language. I saw a man grab a good- go toing bread with the meat at bottom and I thought its Vietnamese sandwich but I realize that is not look like the bread I normal eat in Vietnam. Everything is fabulous and wonderful to me, and I was excited how my life in United State. For the first time cam e to America, people must put in personal document to foreshorten in America. A guard officer came to my family and asked us well-nigh the document that we must break in but I misunderstood, and bonnie say No to him. He understood that we dont know English, He used his hand pointing us to his office and told us sideline him. At this point my family was affright because we dont know what we do prostitute and why he told us following him. We arrived to his office , there is a Vietnamese gentlewoman who work at this office, told us to show the document. After that, my family faeces get give away the airport. My parents still worry about what was happen and keep asking about that. \nNext day, I precious to go out and tested to met my neighbors. I thought it should be like in Vietnam where everybody in every theater went out every morning and generate fun conversation. I was surprise because I couldnt see even so a person that me on the street, and I exactly saw a auto driving around my house area. I look around one turn, It seems like no one live here, it was so quiet...
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