Etichetă: being
An American’s Stereotype
I should start by saying that I come from the most American of cities: Detroit. It is here that the American Dream was...
How I Came to Immigrate to America (XV)
Meeting the Two Sisters Shortly after we purchased our first car, the Pacer started acting up. One day, my mother and I went to...
How I Came to Immigrate to America (XII)
I was hired with î8/hr. That was great. My direct boss was a bubbly young girl. We went along fine. Her boss was the...
How I Came to Immigrate to America (XI)
During that time, I had continued to work a few evenings a week at the T-shirt store. In addition to going to clean up...
Lightness of Being with Ileana Barbu
Ileana Barbu, Romanian artist who lives in Boulder, Colorado had an exhibition recently called Lightness of Being. The exhibition featured both watercolors and icons....
How I Came to Immigrate to America (IX)
Not being a quitter, I finished my course and got my degree. During that time, we had managed to save (great accomplishment) î800 towards...
How I Came to Immigrate to America (VIII)
A teacher from a nearby school came out to talk to me when I was walking my dog. We started talking regularly when I...
How I Came to Immigrate to America (VII)
I also followed the job wanted ads in the newspaper. The same thing happened. Same refusal. Although my English was quite good, some people...
How I Came to Immigrate to America (III)
After going to the Embassy, we went to the local police department to get the "small forms". These were the preliminary forms. There were...
My School Years in Romania (XV)
In college the pressure was again on us to become members of the Communist Party. As usual, they asked the best students to join...
