Growing Up In The United States

We have all heard the word that "charity project starts at home". In my case, this description is very correct. Not because we need help but because we were taught to help as much as possible when we are young. In our current economy, many people are struggling not only in our community but also in the world and elsewhere. I am fortunate to be able to bring up with my family together with two loving parents who share the fundamental beliefs and the importance of values. Cynthia Street I grew up is a comfortable middle-class community, my first American view of life.

I have never suffered most of the languages ​​and cultural obstacles associated with Asian Americans, given the benefits of being born and raised in the USA. During my high school days I decided to consciously think about your foot, express clarity, and put yourself there to put value there, increasingly going into political space. But the most surprising thing I feel while digging the technology industry deeply is that my confidence will diminish if I try to overcome the increasing obstacles. I was elected to the office, but I have attended schools like Princeton University and Harvard University, but I have already established a company with 3 venture capital raised. Framework industry

As a family influenced by the Caribbean who grew up in the United States, many of my values, interests and ideas are Jamaican views. Because my parents' influence is transmitted to me and my brothers, I may not be able to contact my American compatriots. On the other hand, there are things that I can not interact with Jamaican people. I was not growing up there because I did not fully understand all the differences in their culture. Whether in my country of birth or my ancestor country, I always think about my other nationality. Many children with immigrant parents have not only the United States but the same emotions. We have grown in constant permanent identity crisis as it goes beyond the two cultures and not suitable anywhere.

My parents came to this country not only to seek a better life but also to get out of the dangerous situation of returning home. We can only imagine their children grew up in America. For my parents, depression and anxiety are extravagant things that rich people can afford. Because the words necessary for discussion are missing, I did not avoid talking about mental health. My father grew up in the Mexican countryside. He was the oldest among the seventh graders, after the sixth grade of elementary school, he was forced to work in the field at school, so he was able to help his family. At the age of 17, he moved to the United States, worked in two and remitted to the country. Even after my due due diligence son, I was born, he never stopped offering aid.