Every person in life must go through changes in their lifetime. Some are drastic changes and some are minor changes, but either way, a person must learn to cope with all of sorts of them. Change can take the best out of someone or it can bring the worst out in someone, for example, going to a new school, getting a new haircut, anything can make a difference in a persons life. In my situation, the most enormous change must have been coming to the United States with my family and trying to adjust to a new lifestyle. While growing up in a family of five people including myself, coming to a new country was a horrid experience.
Being ten years old myself, things became harder while living with 4 other people, especially when they are all counting on you. Similar to Edite’s life, my first few years in the U. S. became difficult to deal with, considering how I was only a ten year old girl doing things for my family that a normal ten year old child would not do, for example, translating television to important phone calls, it became overwhelming. Many of the problems, which I dealt with for the first few years, were very consistent.
Everyday things such as, watching a movie or watching a sitcom became more of a headache than a relaxing moment. I would spent the program translating what people are saying rather than watching it for myself and being able to enjoy it. Since I was the only one in the family who knew somewhat fluent English, everyone would rely on me to take messages or to read mail, I felt like the victim here, similar to Edite’s life since we both were always at rescue for our parents. Since I began to be very fluent in English, I would always speak it.
The Essay on My Son Changed My Life
Before my son had arrived, I was in complete shambles. My life was spiraling down a one way tube into darkness. I had become everything that I had only wished I wouldnt. I was known as nothing better then “white trash”. I thought that I had it all. I was only 17 and I was free. I left home to be with my ex- boyfriend, and I was free! No rules, No boundaries, just freedom. I thought ...
School friends would come over and we would speak English, it slowly became my first language and I began to slowly drift from speaking Armenian. Although I never forgot Armenian, while watching television everyday in English or reading English books, my life involved speaking more English than Armenian. Throughout all of this, there was one negative part, while speaking a language my grandmother did not understand at all, she began to think I was hiding things from her or keeping secrets, which was not the case at all, I was just used to speaking English. There was a great amount of improvement, which was needed in all of this, so my family and I came up with a plan to fix all of this. My parents began to go to night class to learn English while I began to speak to them in English so we can all get used to it. While all of us were not on the same wavelength as each other, it all seemed to fall into place one way or another.
This seemed to reduce tensions in our family and released a large amount of stress off me. My family and I went through many tough times together, but we all seemed to get through all of it. My father had always been the backbone of the family, but since he came to an unfamiliar place, his life changed since he did not know the language, I became his backbone where as I began to help him with everything, although it was tough at first, we all got through it and everything worked out just fine. One thing I will not forget in all of this is to remember to always keep your chin up, because life will always have its obstacles and all we can do is face the facts.
