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I am an immigrant in my own country. Although born in the United States, I did not speak a word of English until age five. This greatly upset my American grandmother who could not even speak to her first grandson. My parents, however, wanted me to be truly bilingual, so they enforced a...Tags:
All of the ambient sounds that filled the stuffy morning air of the Detroit Airport on June 23, 2010—the people shuffling past, the trains rolling by overhead, the common-sense directions flowing across the speakers—were drowned out by the security officer waving me out of the boarding line. "...Tags:
Funerals and burials in America seem so easy, simple, and closing. Once you step into another country, it’s completely different. Traveling to Dominican Republic for the burial of my grandmother changed me. My grandmother was born and raised in her hometown of Barahona in Dominican Republic (D....Tags:
It was my brother’s senior year. My parents had planned an exciting cruise to the Caribbean for his graduation and I was lucky enough to be able to tag along on what would be one of the most amazing vacations I have ever experienced. The drive from Cleburne, TX to Galveston, TX was long but...Tags:
My family loves to travel. As long as I can remember, my parents have had a serious case of wanderlust. For almost two decades, my family has constantly been planning and going on our own little adventures, whether it was a weekend at a local campground, a two week road trip to Arizona and...Tags:
A sparkling ocean of diamonds were scattered evenly on black velvet in front of us, just for us. The lights crawled up and down boulevards, bioluminescent ants navigating hairline streets, their horns and sound pollution reduced to a whooshing static at 1,250 feet. I imagined a 10,000 ton ape...Tags:
When I first moved to Jacksonville, Florida at the age 12, I didn’t know what to expect at all. I never imagined that it would be a city where I could grow, potentially attend a top notch college, make friends from around the world, and be in the center of a cultural hub of music, festivals, and...Tags:
The cool March air surrounded me as I got off the plane at the Charles d’Jule airport. Never had I been so excited to be on a school trip than I had been when I took my first steps onto foreign soils. Though my adventure was just approaching, thinking about the six day family stay made me uneasy....Tags:
I sat in a circle with twelve musicians on the floor of LaGuardia Airport, anxiously waiting to receive my sheet music. Initially, my nerves were quickly taking over my mind but I knew that spending the next ten days in Florence for “Violin Boot Camp” would be the most extraordinary experience...Tags:
I have been fortunate to have several opportunities to travel abroad. From statistics, we know that only about 20 % of Americans have U.S. passports -- I have had one since I was eighteen months old. Along with my family, I have traveled to India, Africa, Hawaii, London and the Caribbean Islands....Tags: