During our first month in the US, a beloved uncle informed me about the three stages I might feel or experience as an Immigrant. First Stage is the WOW stage. Everything is new. Everything is wow and everything is unique. He is absolutely right. I get to see new technologies on the road, in school and in different establishments. Discipline is another wow thing I have observed especially with regards to traffic enforcement and government rules and policies. The people are generally good and they say "hi", "hello", "how are you doin'?" even if they don't actually know you. People are so grateful that they always say "thank you" or "I appreciate...". Second stage is the depression stage. This is what I feel whenever I miss my Nanay (mother), my siblings, my niece, nephews and my friends. Sometimes I feel I know nothing and feel so insecure. Also I have encountered racism when I encountered a customer when I was still working a...
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