Fabrice Uwihirwe - Grade 8, Ascension School
Struggles In America
Life had been somewhat calm for as long as I can remember. Things had happened in a pattern with nothing major disrupting my cycle. I thought things would likely stay how they were until the day I died. Boy was I wrong! At the age of seven, my family moved to the United States of America in pursuit of a better life away from the political problems occurring in Africa. We knew life here was not going to be easy, but we did not expect it to be this hard and take us so long to fit in.
Upon arrival, I was young and confused because of the new lifestyle. I had arrived from a small village in Africa and into the great America. At this point, we had already came upon problems. Because my father had to constantly work to keep us afloat in the American sea, I had to step forward in my family and help out. Along with helping out more around the house, I had to translate for my parents because they had not mastered English yet. As I aged throughout my years of helping out my family, my confidence in myself and my family grew. We had overcome the struggles of the American language and its traditions. After we got to a point of stability, I had learned a lot about myself and developed my leadership skills. I had talks with my family about how great it will be once we get used to living here and how beneficial this would be for us.
When I look back, I am shocked at what I accomplished at such a young age. If it was not for my wanting of a better life for me and my family, I think I just would have sat around watching my parents and siblings struggle alone trying to provide for us. I am glad I did not and decided to do something. Overall, I am proud because without those things, I would not be who I am today.