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I stood at the doorway of the Boing747 jumbo jet, unsure that I even wanted to enter. As I was ushered to my seat, I was aware of people chatting, seat belts clicking, and flight attendants closing the overhead luggage compartments. The scene made me dizzy. In a state of semi-shock, I slumped into my seat. As I stared out the window, visions of recent events overtook me. My life was changing after the flight …

…she was sneering at me, but smiling. People here always made me feel comfortable. After sitting down and eating my lunch, I finally got a chance to take a rest. Watching people passing by me outside of the window, I thought, everyone had been so kind to me, but I couldn’t imagine then the many difficulties I was to encounter later in this foreign land. America was not the utopia. I thought it was!