Personal Narrative: My Coming To America
My coming to America Leaving your country is always a difficult decision, and whoever has experienced it understands the sacrifice it entails. When I left Poland at 18, I thought I was going to be in paradise, but to my disappointment it was far from that. I had to learn a new language and work hard to provide for myself. What kept me motivated was the hope for a better future and an independent life. Independence is something thаt Ι hаve worked hаrd to achieve. My mom always said that ever since young age I have been very strong minded and did not like to rely on anyone for help. In the summer of 1994 my parents divorced and in the search of a better life, my father and I moved to United States. Ι was 18 years old. The decision