As I got off the Korean plane, an announcement from the airport was given; however, I could not understand what it was about. People with blue eyes and blond hair walked passed me, and I was afraid of being all by myself among the people with different looks that I had never seen before. This marked the beginning of my new journey into an unknown world.

I rapidly began to search familiar face in the airport, and finally found him. The man who is the one of my dad?s friends greeted me, and he gave me a ride to new family that I would live with. After I arrived at a front of the house and exited from a car, I realized everything that I had familiar with was gone behind. The family came out, and they welcomed me as their new family member.

The family gave me a room, and I unpacked my luggage. I arranged my stuffs, and went downstairs. There was a dinner that prepared for me. Pastas and breads were on the table, and I ate that using folks. No rice, no chopsticks. I could not find any Korean food during the time that I lived with the family, and I had pined away. I was not used to the typical American foods served in restaurants. Acquiring this new tasted was very difficult, because the flavors were either too salty or too sweet. Every night, my hunger for Korean food grew.

Few days later, I began to go to school. The school was full with confusions to me. I wondered why there were strongboxes in every hall ways, and why the people had to move for classes. Soon, I heard that the strongboxes are lockers that I could put my books, and I needed to move for classes, not stuck in one classroom and teachers came in each period.

In Korea, our textbooks are thin and lightweight, so the students do not need a locker to store their books. After I got to know about American school, I realized school systems are really different than Korean school. Students share their classrooms and take classes together with other classmen. Also, there are choices to take different classes for students. I surprised a lot, and loved the school system.

I barely understood English, and could not make friends. Loneliness and fears captured me, and I got homesick. However, I did not decide to go back to Korea. I kept close with dictionary, and memorized words. Also, I tried hard to finish all assignments even if it took more than five hours to me.

I started to say something in English, and comprehended what teachers and students were talking about. Because I was able to converse better, students began to approach me, and I began to approach them. This allowed me to make a couple of good friends, which into having many friends at the end of the semester.

Through many months, I cried a lot, but conquered all of the hardships that I faced. I know there are still a lot of things that I need to go over, but I am not afraid.