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Friday, August 28, 2009
Coming to America

Leaving Moscow I'm only 8 years old. Here I go the Immigrant Alien. In the airport I stared at everything and it seemed like it was moving at the speed of light….flashes. We got in the car and drove on the high way I became speechless. Flashes again….. I felt like a fish disturbed by a rock that was thrown in the water. A fast scary point that marked the begging of my Alienism in America. In Russia I only saw white colored people and heard about bananas being in Africa but never really saw one. I thought that this could be Africa. I got scared. At 8 years old you don't understand poor, rich, or stupid but I felt like I died and went to heaven where Jesus said. "You are now an immigrant here is your Alien card to heaven." However i had no idea what was lurking in the Atlantic Ocean and what kept the Statue of Liberty burning.

Flashes….and much to describe. SUPERMARKETS! The first time I walked in there was an enlightenment. It was the cereal, shiny juices, weird candy that wanted to jump in my mouth and the colors. First time I felt exited about being in a store. Shopping Rainbows.
Skip 20 years now I'm 28. The flashes are gone. I didn't understand what was going on at that time. The connection between a child and the social and cultural system of his country is very strong even at that age. So for me the change from a Soviet system to the US system was very challenging, fun and very weird at times. So many flashes and so many moments defined.
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