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Homework Assignment-June 4, 2007 (post your assignment here)
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Think of a topic. (ex: yourself, your family, your friends, etc.)
Write a short paragraph about your topic. Be sure to include the three parts of a paragraph. 
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I had mixed feelings when I came to America. There are 4 people in my family which are: my parents, my older brother and I. My granddad is a guarantor for us to come to America. When we received the interview document, we were so confused and couldn’t make up our mind because only my parents and I are listed in there. When they are asked, they said that my brother is overage to come here (over 21). At last, my family has decided that my parents would come here with me. They said that caused they want me to have a good future. I know both dad and mom, no one want to live without their kid, otherwise we were okay in Vietnam (I mean “wealth”). When we came here, everything seem strange to us. Houses, transportations, people, etc. and not even my grandparents. I only saw them when I was 1, how can I remember them! Time run so fast, it’s almost 1 year. I’ve been trying study very good, because only that could make my parents are happy. Missing my brother, my friends, my cousins, my country, etc. but I think about my future as what my parents did, that made me never stop to try. I hope one day when I success, I will visit my brother, my country…and we will hang out together….
ZezetheX-thanks for sharing your story. A lot of us relate to your story. There are still some awkward parts, so this is on the first revision draft.
I had mixed feelings about coming to America. There are four people in my family; my parents, my older brother and me. My grandfather sponsored us to come to America. When we received the interview document, we were so confused because only my parents and I were listed on there. When my parents inquired about it, they were told that my 21 years old brother was too old. At first, we couldn't make up our minds because we didn't want to split up our family. After much thought, my family decided that my parents and I would make the journey to America. They felt I would have a better future in America.
When we came to this new country, everything seemed strange to us. The houses, transportation, people,and even my grandparents were so different. I hadn't seen my grand-parents since I was one year old, so how could I remember them? Time certainly flew by fast, it has almost been one year since our arrival. I’ve been studying very hard because it's the only thing that makes my parents happy.
Although I miss my brother, my friends, my cousins, and my country, I continued to strive for a successful future. I can't forget the sacrifices my parents made for me. I hope one day when I am successful, I will visit my brother and my country.
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Jun 21, 2007, 12:59 AM
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ESE Student
When We Met Again by DHMT3
It was a fine day. The afternoon sun was still hanging on the pine trees. The air was cool. The wind was breezing. And there was a beautiful girl who was standing on a walkway, looking into an ice cream shop that was near the town center of Los Gatos. Without a doubt, I knew it was she. I walked toward her from across the park, while admiring at the sunlight reflecting off her dark hair. There she was. The image of the same gesture, the same way of resting her hand on the purse, the same wondering look through the reflection on the glass window, and the same lonely figure of the same girl, nineteen years ago, has never changed…
When I reached her, she slowly turned around. There were no surprises on her face as if she has seen me a thousand times. There was no searching for familiarity, or even a tiny wrinkle between her eyebrows. Her eyes were shining, and her half smile has never before been so beautiful. We looked at each other quietly for what seems to be ages. Then she moved closer to me while slightly turning her head to the side, leaning against my chest. I hold her tightly in my arms. My heart beat like it never did before, and so did hers, loudly as though the whole world was swirling quietly in a slow motion while all the cars were noiselessly passing by…
When the swirling was slowing down; when the surrounding noises started to return; she said slowly and softly through her breath, “I miss you.” I smiled, thinking in my head, “I miss you.”
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