Migration ♥ (;

I know this girl who migrated twice in her lifetime so far. These movements consisted of push factors and no pull factors whatsoever. She was born in America, living all her life learning and adapting to the life over there. Her parents, though, were Vietnamese and were always busy, so the one who actually took care of her was her grandma. In December 2005, her grandma felt sick and decided she wanted to die in her homeland, Vietnam. She flew there and two weeks later passed away. This girl, had to skip school, and live with her uncle. She made a temporary internal migration to North Carolina from Georgia. This region was much different from her old one. It was lonelier, and the last thing she wanted was to be friendless. She hated it there, her cousins were mean and she was living in such a dirty environment, for it was all rural. She missed all the urban stuff in Atlanta; all the shopping, the water parks, the clean schools. But it wasn't her choice anymore to choose where she wanted to live.

After about two months, when her dad came back from her grandma's funeral, he sadly confirmed that he couldn't take care of her anymore; not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't make as much money. That was when she made her second migration, this time, external. She flew all the way to Vietnam with her aunt who made a good living. I guess this changed her life big time. She got sent to a private British school, it was much different from American schools, and spelling was one of the many differences. It was hotter in Vietnam, and it made her skin turn from peachy-pale to yellowy-tan, which was not that bad. The food there was amazing, and she was growing so fast. The only bad thing was that she was always far away from her Dad, and she was such a Daddy's girl. She missed all the American stuff, but relocating to another area made her think differently about the world. It was so different, so new to her. She liked the experience. She now goes to American International School, where true friends were made, American history coming back, and she felt like herself again, except more mature. And that girl... is me (: ♥