Journey to America essays

Journey to America essays The word America has been a dream to me since I heard about its freedom. Finally, today , I start my long journey. Natalia, my little sister by a year, and I have packed four outfits each, silverware, photos of our family and friends and other small objects that mean a lot to us. We hope to reach America safely one days from now. I cannot wait to see the Statue of liberty. Freedom is scarce in my homeland, Ukraine, and just the thought makes me cry. The train ride was awful and there were many older passengers in the car we were in. Natalia is already flirting with guys three four even five years older than her. I keep telling her not to talk to strangers but you think she will listen? Olya looks like every other girl in this train station. We asked at least twenty other people what their name was before we found Olya. Natalia asked most of them because I do not like to talk as much as her. Life is well of for the most part. Today we went sightseeing and found the Ukraine and Russian part of the city. New York City is a lot bigger than I imagined and I almost got separated from Natalia and Olya. Yesterday was the most frantic day of my life. Even though I understand English, the employers that guided me throughout the day were awfully confusing. They asked me the most obvious questions. Some would include: Are you single and were you ever engaged? and Do you know enough English to survive in America? There was one good person though. He was polite and didnt care if I did not answer correctly. Others would threatened to send me back to Ukraine. Today was a lot better than yesterday and I am glad that the officials gave us a day to rest. I also got Mr. Polites name and phone number. I cannot wait to see him again. I am getting tired and the manager of the tenement is go ...