Before narrating my background story, I need to flashback to August 24, 2009 when I put my first and memorable step on the soil of the United States. It was the most exciting and wonderful experience for my older brother and me. During the graduation ceremony, I was sitting in my assigned seat and waiting to be called up on stage to receive my high school diploma. This is the moment I flashbacked to first year in the United States, what steps and decisions have been made to get me up here. My parents always had a desire that their children could grow up better with excellent education and challenging opportunities in the United States. When I graduated from high school with honors, my parent’s struggle transformed into their children’s success. Thus, I fulfilled my parents’ wishes by receiving admission in one of the best universities in the nation, Michigan State University. In order to achieve that goal, I went through some major obstacles and difficulties, which are necessary to understand. The first year of new life in America was a year of first. At once, I held snow in my chubby hand, the amazing substance known as snow, and immediately I fell in love with America. However, that love transformed into hitches I faced at new school. During my early middle school days, I tackled several complications in communication, education style, and culture. My first day, I went to my first class, a student next to me said, “What’s up?” and my immediate answer in an Indian accent was “the sky”. He was puzzled for a second thinking that I was joking with me, but soon he realized and explained to me what it meant. In addition, I also had problems with the education style. I would stay up every night studying science and English literature trying to understand the meaning of the words and how to pronounce them. For the first couple of months I would constantly have to look up meanings in a dictionary. After every class, I stayed late in classes to ask my teachers for help with