Thursday, June 24, 2010

at the german airport

Mariam Mohamud
When I was about eight years I moved to American from Africa. It was my mother and older brother and younger sister. I remember that day in the German airport; I was tired, scared and confused. My mom is holding me and my younger sister’s hands as we stroll through the airport. Here I am crying because I was in a place that was unfamiliar to me, I think just being out of my comfort zone was the thing that scared me the most. I remember my mother telling to stop crying and everything would be okay. As we waited for our luggage I stopped crying. For the next fifteen minutes my siblings and sat around and talked.

3 comments:

  1. I can't imagine moving clear across the country to basically start my life all over. I would probably cry too! Hopefully you have enjoyed your life here in America!

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  2. I didnt cry as much when I came here but I know exactly what the feeling of leaving where you've always been is like.

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  3. We moved to Ohio six years ago. My kids were 14 and 9 at the time. I know it was a very frightening experience for them and we moved only 3 hours away from our home. It was difficult as an adult too.

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