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Being Polish in America (Poland)

I moved to America for better opportunities in science and research. I was thirty four years old and only knew basic English words. In Poland, I learned how to read in English, but not speak and make conversations. I came to America from Poland for my job as a scientist. I was originally supposed to stay for three months for ... Read More »

Commonality (France/Italy)

This story is based on an interview and the real experiences of Diana Modica, who immigrated to Johnson City, Tennessee for her father’s job after living all around France and Italy for 17 years. The woman next to me kept knitting her blue-green sweater as I sat there in turmoil. The repetitive sound of her needles clacking grounded me as ... Read More »

Discrimination, Not Racism (Bangladesh)

Red bumps were heavily sprinkled upon the woman’s arm. Lines were tattooed, as she rubbed her hand back and forth. It was was easy to identify what the woman had. It was the same as the two before her. She had scabies, a contagious skin disease that is explained by mites burrowing under the skin causing intense itching. At the ... Read More »

Enfrentando Medos (Portugal)

I needed my tonsils removed, but I was terrified of the doctor, Dr. Webb, which is why I brought my friend Maria with me. The thing that I was most scared of was the doctor, because I was unable to communicate and didn’t speak English. Everything had remained the same after I moved from Portugal forty six years ago, as ... Read More »

A Small Gift (South Korea)

The air was getting unbearable. Twenty-five minutes in the bus’s 95℉, malodorous, and humid air was too much and I was starting to doubt whether or not I could stay conscious. I knew I’d make it though. Whether it was feeling like I was going to freeze to death, almost getting kicked off the bus for making a massive puddle ... Read More »

Coming Out of the Shadows (Lebanon)

Sunlight shines through the windows onto my desk. The air is filled with the whisper of pencils scratching out various answers to the problems the teacher wrote on the board. I am bent over my own paper, carefully planning out my next answer. I mark the paper with a single letter, then, “BOOM!”, a distant thunder of sound, I can ... Read More »

Flipping the Switch of Home (Australia)

Flipping a switch can have any range of consequences, from turning on a light to launching a rocket. One of the most important switches, for an immigrant like me, is the switch that you flip when the country you live in becomes your home. The action of flipping the switch can be excruciatingly slow, for my husband and I it ... Read More »

Housepainter from Honduras

My dad is from Honduras and he was born in the capital of Tegucigalpa. He lived in Tegucigalpa all his life. He didn’t go to college because he didn’t want to study more. His first job after he left high school was repairing phones. He liked it but he didn’t get paid well. He got married in 2008 to a ... Read More »

Hopes to Return and Build House (Mexico)

My stepfather Mauricio (name changed) was born in 1977 in Quintana Roo, Mexico. He came to the United States to make a better living and hopefully save enough money to build a house in Mexico. In his town, there was not a lot of work because Mexico had economic problems. He had cousins, aunts, uncles, daughters and siblings that lived ... Read More »

Identity Mixup Danger (Mexico)

My cousin Carlos (name changed) was born in Morelos. He grew up in a small village with his father and his five sisters because his mother Julia left them. When he was 15 years old he moved to Acapulco Guerrero to study architecture. In late 2015 he was threatened by phone because gangsters confused him with a different person. They ... Read More »

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