New Life (If you have better title, plz write in comments :-) I was 9 when my father left me for U.S. Since then I lived with my mother in China, for 5 years. I spent most time doing school work and my grades are pretty good. After going to high school for a month with a broken ankle, I dropped out of high school and came to U.S. with my mother to start a new life. 　　It was a 14 hour flight. On the plane, I realized that there are too many things I have lost so much. I will not have a big dinner with my family at Chinese New Year’s Eve. I will not play fire crackers with my cousin at Chinese New Year. I will not have vacation at Chinese New Year. I will not have mooncakes for mid-autumn festival. I will not play video games with my friends... 　　After a few naps, we reached John F. Kennedy International Airport. 　　As I look above, the sky is azure blue. I could hardly see that sky color in China because of pollution resulted from rapid industrialization. After picking up luggages, when we walked out of lobby, I saw my father waving to us. It’s a reunion after 5 years. Then we moved our luggages to our apartment in Staten Island. Before going to bed, we got online to tell relatives that we arrived safely. 　　The next day, I was walking in a mall, saw many stores selling various merchandise. And there was a eyebrow threading place looks really appealing to me. They plucked hair with just a thin cotton thread. And there was a stall selling old video game console. There was Super Mario which I used to play with my friends. I played a few rounds with a girl. She was surprised when I told her I came here yesterday. 　　2 months later, I started to go to school at Port Richmond High School. I was in grade 10 in China. But the first grade of high school in U.S. is grade 9. So I was downgraded. First day of school, it doesn’t feel like home. 　　I knew that the obstacles that I had to go through would be burdensome. Indeed, I have experienced a language barrier which is the greatest challenge in my life. Continue in comment....