Personal Profile

It’s a world of wonder; everyone stared at me with questioning eyes as if I was an alien
from outer space. I was as curious as they were; this new place was completely out of mmy.
imagination. I looked around attempting to find someone that had a face like mine. but I
failed. According to my observation, I was one of the only two Asians at our school. All alone in a brand-new world with no one I knew or I was familiar with, I felt disappointed and frustrated. It was my one of my first days in the U.S. After school, I sat down next to my window at home, and a rain seemed to started to fall.

I called my friend in China. I excitedly talked to her about McDonalds’ and the delicious chocolate chips cookies. For a minute, my sadness seemed to fade away, but it soon came back in a greater scale.

‚ÄúHow¬†is¬†the school?¬†Did you¬†make¬†new friends?‚Ä̬†She¬†asked.

‚ÄúUm‚ĶSchool is¬†fine‚Ķ‚ÄĚI paused for a while and said,¬†‚ÄúEveryone seemed nice‚Ķ‚Ä̬†My
voice waned notably.¬†I choked on words.¬†It was late at night in¬†China; we¬†hung up¬†the¬†phone.¬†The room became¬†quiet¬†again.¬†Tears dropped from my eyes, silently and non-stop.¬†And the rain finally began¬†to pour.¬†Suddenly a flash light coming through the window hurt my eyes.¬†It was my dad¬†coming¬†back from work.¬†As¬†he¬†prepared for dinner,¬†he¬†handed me a mail,¬†‚Äúread¬†it¬†and¬†see¬†what¬†it¬†means‚ÄĚ

I¬†read¬†it¬†casually and responded impatiently, ‚ÄúHow am¬†I¬†supposed to know?‚ÄĚ
‚ÄúWhat?¬†You¬†should¬†know¬†these things, now that¬†you¬†are going to a school in America,‚ÄĚ
my dad said in a rage.
‚ÄúBut¬†I¬†have just been here only for a mouth!‚ÄĚ His comments were¬†unjust, and¬†I¬†chose to¬†ignore¬†him.¬†He¬†didn’t¬†understand¬†anything.¬†He did not know how difficult it was for me to catch up in¬†school¬†work, and how lonely¬†I¬†was.¬†I¬†complained about¬†my¬†parents in¬†my¬†mind for a thousand times. and¬†I¬†could not fall into sleep that night.¬†I woke up at midnight to go to the bathroom.¬†As¬†I¬†walked¬†through the hallway,¬†I¬†heard¬†my dad‚Äôs voice.
‚ÄúI¬†almost fell asleep when¬†I¬†was driving home.¬†I¬†was so tried¬†moving¬†the¬†heavy¬†boxes¬†off¬†of the trucks all day long.‚ÄĚ
My mom added, ‚ÄúYeah, but at least our daughter can graduate from college and¬†get¬†a¬†good¬†job.¬†She¬†must¬†be struggling¬†with this new environment right now, but hopefully it will benefit her in¬†the future.‚ÄĚ

Suddenly, I felt so guilty. My parents had good jobs as a registered nurse and an office clerk in China. Now they are both working in service industries. I realized how much my parents sacrificed for me and my future. But all I am doing is complaining. I needed to change. I could not be as childish as I used to be.
8 years pass I moved in New York City, a culture melting pot. Right now, I am at my last semester to be graduate, I am one step closer to my America dream. Internship let me getting professional experience and apply what I learn from these four years. And I also worked part time after school to earn my own allowance. Most importantly, I opened my mind for more diverse cultures and now I have too many friends to be lonely. Time flies and life changes, today brings a new version of me. And every day, I evolve to be more independent, motivated and hard working.