2nd Draft: The beginning New Life In America

Kikelomo Moreira
Mrs.Sharon B. Aikens
English 1101
Descriptive Essay Rough Draft


My New Life in America

The two facts about Nigeria and America are, Nigeria is on the West of Africa where I was born

and raised, and America also known as the Land of Opportunity, stands by itself as a

continent. Both countries plays a huge roles in my life and they contribute to the person that I

am today. Nigeria has always been my all time favorite topic to share with people just as

America would be if I was to go back to my country. Nigeria is where my heart lays, my home,

and all I knew of before coming to the United States of America…my past. Never in a million

years would I think I would have a new beginning in America or anywhere else in that matter.

Oct 2002, at the age of 12, my adventure began to take formation as it marks the day I made

part with my other half into a world I have little to no knowledge about. Before leaving my

country behind, I took a look back wondering when or how I would return and if I would be

recognized as the same little innocent girl I was before my departure. Thoughts of disturbance

ran through my head as I pictured myself screaming at the top of my lungs for rescue from the

madness within myself that no one seem to notice but me. Waiting for the alarm to go off as it

does every morning to opening my eyes hoping this was all a dream…I soon learnt it wasn’t

when I was informed by a flight attendant to fasten my seatbelt.

Eight hours of tears, eight hours of pain, eight long hours of never getting the chance to say

goodbye was unbearable. It was bad enough that I had no other choice but the only one that was

given to me. Surprising how time seems to bypass when you pay little attention to it. Those eight

hours I spent dreading on what is soon to be my past felt like thirty minutes of the worst day of

my life. As we were half way through the long ride, I begin to ask God if this was what he

planned for me. If this was how he wanted me to find myself as a person (self identity). I

rememberd the advice I was given before departing "God doesn’t give you more than you can

handle.” These words of wisdom was what kept me from believing there wasn’t such a thing.

Not long before I drifted off to sleep, the Nigerian Airline plane landed on the ground that

was coated with nothing but neatly placed white ground there. I’ve never seen such a site.

Realizing my look of confusing the passenger next to me infromed me that the neatly white

coated ground is snow. Not sure what he was talking about, I nodded my head in agreement to

keep from looking or feeling stupid because of my lack knowledge with this new environment. As

soon as we entered the airport, I immediately notice the rush that people seem to have as if

their next step may be their last. Everything seemed to be moving at the speed of lighting. I

looked around to observe how everyone was dressed in long coats and gloves with scarves tied

around their neck and lower face. This seemed awfully odd, I thought. I didn’t quite understand

why they were so dressed in heavy clothing until I made my way out the opposite side of the

doorway. Immediately, I was greated by the wind that hit me as though I’ve been

hit with a bottle of ice freezed water. The wind felt as though I was going to be taken by it.

Between struggling to catch my breath, keeping my balance and keeping my luggage from

getting mixed up with the outside dirty snow that seems to be making its way into my sandals,

receiving assistance was the worst of all. It was hard enough that I couldn’t get a full

understanding of the way the English was that's begin spoken. I understood perfect English, but

understanding the American English was much harder than I expected.

From this point on, I realized that this is a new world, a new individual that has to make herself

known to this challenging world called America. The new level that marks the beginning of the

rest of my life. Having no clue, no supportive guardians, no mentor, in this life where I know no

one but me, myself and my father. A new life I had no control over…not by choice, but by

default.

R.I.P. Messenger

Hello World,

I'm going to make this nice and short.
I'm glad to be here, but not gald that my bestfriend didn't live to see another day. Yes, mybestfriend that hangs with me every where i go, stays in my purse untill it rings, my bestfriend who allows me to contact other friends. Sadly, my cell phone broke into piece yesterday. Now, all i have left to do is hold on a few days till i find a new best freind that fits my stlye.
Rest in peace "messenger"

XoXo

K-L

My New Life in America

My New Life in America

Two things facts about these two countries are Nigeria is on the West of Africa where I was born

and raised, and America also known as the United States of America, stands by itself. Both

countries plays a huge role in my life and they contribute to the person I am today. Nigeria has
always being my all time favorite topic to share with other people just as America would be if I

was to go back to my country. Nigeria has always been where my heart lies because it’s my

home, where my families are, and it has always been all I knew of before coming to the United

States of America. Never in a million years would I think I would have a new beginning in

America or anywhere else in that matter.


Oct 2002, at the age of 12, my adventure began to take formation as it marks the day I made

part with my other half into a world I have little to no knowledge about. Before leaving my

country behind, I take one more look wondering when or how I would return and if I would be

recognized as the same little innocent girl I was before I left. Thoughts ran through my head as I

was informed to fasten my seatbelt before going up into the air.

Crazy Morning.

Good morning World,

This morining has been a crazy one so far. Just fels like things aren't going in an normal way it usually does. First, on my way to school this morning, the city bus i was on decides to take on it's on mind and break down in the freaking middle of an intersection!!! Can you believe that? The city bus?!!! i don't undertstand how the bus is not in a good condition whti all the money it making. Secondly, my cell phone also decides to enhance the madness i was already going through by almost breaking in half, the screws on it are so loose that the top half is dangling from the bottom half. lol. I sort of find it funny looking back on it now. It's just been a crazy morning but hopefully it will get better soon.

Well that's all for today while i try to retain myself from having anymore bad situations.

XoXo

K-L

Money Give Away????

Good morning World,

Today is yet another day to be greatful for. There were some people who went to bed last night but didn't wake with us this morning. All we can do is give Glory to the most High God.
I'm feeling blessed this morning, and i hope you feel the same. If not, don't sweat it...the day is still young.

While i was browsinf the internet just few mintutes ago, i came across an article that is quite intresting, if i may say so. The title read: "Inmates get stimulus checks". Now, if you ask me, I'll say WHAT WERE THEY THINKING!!!!! As I read on, the article also states that the government accidently sent those inmates $250 each. It also says that the money was reall ysuppose to go towards people who were eligable for Social Security benefits. ( Something like that). I didn't read the whole thing, but that was enough to wake me up from day-dreaming. lol

My point is that maybe, just maybe, the government aren't as organized as they ought to be. I mean, they are giving away money TO THE WRONG PEOPLE!!! How many time as this happened but never reported????
All i'm saying is we just have to on point in everything we do especially if it's going to affect the people around us.

Well, that all for today. Stay blessed and lets pray for our society also. We all need a little bit of pray every now and then

XoXo

K-L

Descriptive Paragraph

Kikelomo Moreira

Mrs. S. Aiken

English 1101- descriptive paragraph

August 25, 2009

A friend

Some say she has the physic of the R&B artist, Keyshia Cole, some say she could sing as though

the world is coming to an end. With the exact personality same as mine is what makes us the

best of friends. She lights up room just as much as light over-powers darkness with such grace

and classiness in her actions. Her complexion is the opposite of my West African Dark Beauty as

she stands confidently under 5 “3” with the attitude of a star. With the mind of what the

“streets” would call a “hustler”, comes uniqueness in the way she put her words. She carries

her attitude with so much caring and the will to support those surrounded by her and not only

that, she has the gift of listening and understanding instead the opposite. Born and raised in

Macon, Ga with same age as I am, is my best friend since the 11th grade of my high school,

Latoya Woodford.

Good Morning.



Today is yet another day. As you may have noticed, i'm not having a hard time starting a blog today. Lol, guess i'm adapting to this blog thing. Kind of find it exciting to put up my morning thoughts fo others to read, hopefully to relate.

I need the public advice.

Lets say you are stuck between your heart and your head, which would you follow? Keep in mind your head tell you the facts and at times, may tell you what you don't want to hear. But your heart is the oppposite. Our heart feeds off our emotional feelings. At times, we may find our heart attached to something we know not to get attached to.

Yet, the question still stands. Head or Heart, which would you follow?

XoXo,

K-L

What i want to get out of English 1101

Self Intro: Born and raised in WestAfrica, Nigeria. Graduated from Northeast High School, 2008. Receiving a diploma is one of my biggest accmplishments. Now i found myself in an English 1101 class writing my frist blog EVER! Anyway, we are asked to write about what we want to get out of this class. I find that hard because i don't know where to start. lol
As we may have noticed, english is one of the most basic skills to learn in the education part of life. In this class, English 1101, i'll like to exceed in the writing part of English including formal, informal, persuasive, etc.
Overall, my gaol is not just to Ace this class, but also to have a full knowledge about the different types of writings.
Well, that's all i have...so far.
Xoxo, KL