GARRY
Age 17, Pakistan
HI my name is GARRY. I was born in Pakistan on February 2. I was raised on environment that some people have never raised on before because their were a lot of issues concerns. I have faced with my friends and family. For example, I was grown in city where people didn't have enough electricity.
It was 3pm of afternoon in summer May 20 2010 that my mom told me that we are going to move to USA in 2 weeks, and to get ready for it.
I could see my neighbors crying over us because moving to USA. I could hear the noise loudly of them. I could smell the food that someone bring for me. One of the lady hugged me very tightly and crying plus she said, “Garry, I'm going to miss you now. Who's going to bring breakfast for me in the morning?” I replied, “I will remember these memorable days that I have spent on bringing breakfast for you in the morning.” After few minutes we left home and traveled to JFK. I saw totally different culture. When I was at counter with my family I saw two lovers (obviously girl & boy). The girl was wearing blue green and yellow shirt with curly hairs and the boy with black shirt with shorts were kissing each other at the corner.
I was born in Pakistan and migrated to USA 5 years ago. I moved here where I felt conscious because family and some other relative that I could have fun with. I didn't gave up stood on my feets and said to myself, “Garry, if you want to get successful in your life never give up.” I was moved here with my mom and two siblings in one herd.I was feeling conscious and in other hard my parents were feeling nervous. When I moved here obviously, I had to speak English, another language which I have never spoken before in my life. But it was great feeling when my living relatives helped me and my family during difficult circumstances. For instance when I had to go to social Security Office. I had to speak English, which I never knew about but there were my other relatives who have helped on these situations.
Now I am in New York living with my family. I wanted to go school, but l got here on July 2 so there was only 10 days to school left. Schools are off for summer. So then my dad told me school is going to start in September. I had to wait for 3 months. I stayed home, went out, made new friends, played. Then finally September came and it was my first day in middle school I.S.227 Shallow. They sent me in 7 grade. First day it was so hard for me because I didn't have no friends. It was hard for me to make new friends because I didn't know English that much. Then after a couple of months I started speaking English. I passed my all classes ready to go to 8 grade. My last year in middle school how it was easy for me. Now I had friends and I can speak English. I had no problem in school so it was easy for me to graduate from middle school. It was the last day of school. I felt sad because again I had to make new friends. The only person I knew in my high school it was my cousin Haroon. I know that high school is more hard than middle school. I didn't have problem speaking English but I had problem making new friends in high school. But now I am in high school. There was too much problems in school with my teachers. They think I am bad student but still I try my best to pass my all classes. I did pass all classes to get in cricket team for school. I was good to be in team. Now I am in 10th grade. It's the same. It didn't change anything, just I started working in Dunking. It's fun working and going to school. It's almost 5 years in USA. I feel happy to be in NEW YORK, the place to be at. NEW YORK, the best.
Gerry, I really like your story and also it is very interesting.
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