Personal Narrative: My Family Migration To America

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In the past several decades, thousands of people have immigrated to America in search of a better life or a fresh start. They came from all corners of the Earth: different cultures, languages, and life experiences. Eighteen years ago, my family immigrated to America from Ukraine to escape religious persecution and economic instability. My parents wanted their children to have the opportunity to get a good education and succeed in life because they never had that chance. Back in the Ukraine they were looked down upon for their Christian faith; therefore, they weren’t able to attend college. When my parents came to this new country they faced hardships of their own. They didn 't know the language and only arrived with a few luggages. They had to start a new life in, a new country on a clean slate.

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