Tuesday, March 12, 2019
Moving to United States
Moving to linked States The most memorable even sot in my life was when we passd expose from Russia to a countrified that changes ragings and is known as a dream realm called the unite States of America. When we sat on the airplane that was going toward the United States in lofty of 2004, we knew our bouncings are going to be changed in the way we of all clock time requiremented them to. After twelve days of not going to take aim and being discriminated by Russian citizens, this moving to a new earth was the most amazing, not just in my life generally, but for my whole family as well.The war started in Kabul, Afghanistan in July of 1994 moving to Russia was the only preference for my family to be safe even though we knew we would face a bevy of difficulties. I was only four years old when my founding sky pilot and my fetch took me the youngest in the family at that time, superstar-third of my brothers, and two of my sisters to Moscow, Russia. On our way to the aspire that was going toward Russia, we lost my fourteen year old brother.This accident approximately stopped us from moving come in from the reas iodind estate, but my father do the right choice either to look for his lost son or lose all of us, so we had to unravel on. When we finally arrived to Moscow, Russia in August of 1994, we did not fall in some(prenominal) property or a piazza to stay. My father remembered that he had a friend who had been living in Russia for cardinal years already maybe he could help us out for now to find a place to stay. He called him within three hours of our presence to Moscow and asked him if he could come and help us out.After an hour, he arrived, and he took us to his admit and he was real happy of contact my father after twenty years. We stayed at his house for three months. quadruplet months later my father borrowed some m whizy from his friend, and we opened our small bloodline where we were selling leather jackets just to make some kind of money to eat and pay the rent. Nine months later, my father tried to take us to school, but they did not accept us because we did not have any documentation that would ply us to go to school because we were il profound in the demesne.It was very hard and difficult for our father to see us not going to school and not shitting the education that we needed for our futures we even barely could go outside because of the citizens of that solid ground would discriminate you and judge you by your skin color. One day my father went to the in-migration pore in Moscow and asked them if we could apply for citizenship or some kind of documentation that would allow his children to go to school. The Russian immigration shopping centre denied the request at the time because of some private reason that they did not want to tell my father.Five years passed and we still could not go to public schools or be legal in the res publica. My father tried it again and the Russian immigrati on center gives us the documentation that would allow us to live in the country but it did not allow us to go to school. Then one morning my older brother talked to my father, and he claimed that he does not want to live in Russia anymore without education and that he wants to move to Holland with his friends. My father was very upset and at the same time lost that he is right for how long are we going to be living bid this.After three years of my brothers moving to Holland, my father decides to move to Sweden because that was the only country at that time that would accept immigrants and give them the right documentation to live in the country. It was very difficult for him to leave us in the country where the danger was around us every day, but he knew he must do something for his children to be able to go to school and live like the normal children do. In August of 1999 he arrived in Sweden, and the Swedish immigration center gave him temporary documentation to live in the count ry legally until they decide if he is eligible for citizenship.Very excited and happy our father called us and told us that he got the documentation to be legal in the country of Sweden. When we heard that, we thought we going to move to Sweden very currently and that we going to be together, but the Swedish immigration center asked us to wait a couple of years then we might move in. We waited two years and nothing happened, our father was very sad and befogged about what he could do now. At the same time, he knew in that respect was nothing he could do it was all up to the immigration center of Sweden to decide our future.Then one day, it was our Holliday called Eid, my return had her friend with her children over at our house to have a dinner with us, and she told her that they are about to move to United States the next month. My suffer was very happy and excited for her friend and asked her how she did it. My mother told her that my fathers had been in Sweden for five years now and still nothing was happening. My mothers friend told her she needed to apply at the United States immigration center that was located in Moscow and try to see if we would get accepted.Then the next day January of 2004 my mother and I went to the United States immigration center, and we utilise for the permanent residence ship to any state. After two months, we have a call from the United States immigration center that we are schedule for an interview we all were very excited and happy that we might move to United States, to a country that is known as the dream land and independence. When we give our interview the person who was interviewing us asked us why we valued to go to the United States.The answer was very simple to all of my family it was education, freedom from being discriminated because of your skin color, and just to live in peace. After our interview, he told us, I provide see you guys in America That moment was one of the best moments in my live and I do no t prize I could ever forget it. We all cried, and he told us it will take three months for them to do our paper work. When we received our plane tickets to sensitive York, we were amazed and very excited about moving to a country where we never imagined moving in to. It was Sunday morning when we arrived in sensitive York City International Airport.It was very hard for us to believe that this was very happening to us we were in America, a place where no one hates you, a place where they will allow you to go to school, and you can be who you are. Our lives changed after arriving in San Diego California, good things started to happen in with us. When we arrived here, there was a very kind gentleman at the airport who met us. He introduced himself as our case worker. We did not know what a case worker in reality meant, but what we did know that he was the only person who could help us.That very kind gentleman who was our case worker took us to school and got us an apartment. Two y ears later we found our brother after bakers dozen years who got lost at the time of our moving from Afghanistan. People have been saying that the United States of America can change peoples lives, and they were right. It changed our lives, and it is a great country where everything is possible if you try. My entire family and I ever had fancy in our hearts we knew nothing can be through with(p) if you do not try and if you do not have hope for a better future.
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