My American Dream
... cruelty of their attitudes but by this time my parents and my aunt and uncle did not get along much anymore. During our time spent in their house, my mom did not get along with my aunt or uncle at all. The domino effect soon led to a tense relationship between my parents and my aunt and uncle, which gave my parents the courage to buy their own house. As I grew up in America, I witnessed and experienced many racial discriminations. I remember once, when I was young, people used to make fun of the Asian people on the trains because they were speaking their own dialect and it sounded funny to them. They tried to mimic their language and be comedians at the same time. They even called us names. Usually after incidents like this occur, I would imagine that I had great superpowers. Not letting anyone hurt the people that I cared for. I would try to lose myself in this world. A world of fiction but of power, and I would be the wielder of this power. I remember this made me feel good, powerful and strong but only for a short time. Although I was angry, I did not want to dwell in this world because of hatred. I have learned that one cannot accomplish much with abhorrence. Instead, I looked to this world for comfort and to try and forget the bad times. After my parents bought their own house, my parents raised my two sisters and I like nothing had ever happened before, all the petrifying events have gone away. When my parents had finally paid off the house, all the money in the account that my parents had saved up together was gone due to mortgage and taxes. Also at the same time, the newspaper company my mom worked for was closing down. What perfect timing. What happened down the road was very miraculous. I believed God watched over us and blessed us a great deal. My parents began to rebuild their lives. My mom had started her own business with the help of some very generous people. Also, my dad had gotten a job in the computer engineer job. They were their own bosses now and soon they earned enough money to buy another house. We were moving away from the old, broken down house, and into this magnificent "castle", a castle which my parents refer to as their "White House". Thanks to the foresight of my family, I someday hope to be a successful, happily married doctor who will be able to bequeath to my children the freedom to follow their own dreams. My dream of being a successful doctor will not only be a credit to my parents, but it will be a legacy to my own c...