My First Day in America

I came to America on January 16, 2006. When I arrived at the air port of America, I was very excited. Coming to America and living inNew York had long been my dream. Now I am here and it is ture. I told myself, but still couldn't believe it. Am I in a dream? I looked around and took a deep breath. Wow! The air was fresh, although a little chilly. This is American air! I told myself. Is it different from my home country's air? I took another breath, but wasn't quite sure. Maybe. Maybe not. I thought. But I felt great.

My brother and sister-in-law were waitting for me outside the Exit. My brother drove us back to his home. The bobysister was cooking food for lunch. Soon the lunch was ready and we ate together. It was Chinese food and it was very delicious. So food is not a problem in America! I thought. Then my brother told me that Cinese food is available only in some big cities like New York, Los Angelas, San Francisco. So we are very lucky to live in New York.

After lunch, my brother took us to register. Then he showed me around the New York City. What a beautiful City!