How Being an Immigrant Shaped My Life. - RR

In the article by Sonia Pressman Fuentes she believes that every American with the exception of Native Americans is an immigrant. While telling the story of how she learns how her family came to the United States, Fuentes explains her philosophy on being an American immigrant. But she also feels bitter about it. She says that it "robbed me of my childhood." In some ways I think that she is unhappy not having a solid homeland to call her own. I agree with Fuentes and think that by being an immigrant especially at an age where you are still learning who and where you are is disconcerting. To not have a specific place to say where you lived and grew up in is not good. Sometimes I think you become lonely when you have to grapple with the question of where you are from. If your German your European and people think of you in that way. If you say American then you belong here and are not thought of any differently. Having a choice between the two creates a void in your instincts of where to go home to. I have never lived anywhere else but 3835 N. Kenmore, but I do think living in another country, possibly one of my heritage would be interesting. Especially if i developed any kind of bond, even to a place i've never been.