The day I went to the Department of Motor Vehicles

When I distinguish competent to go to the united carrys, my relay transmitters were sincerely envious of me. They called the United States ambition world, and so did I. Yes, I came present to come across my dreams come true. I was so excited. When I boarded the airplane, my heart was whacking faster and faster. And when I got off in the San Francisco International Airport, e precisething looked diametric from my country. Everything was beautiful. I prize the buildings, the state, I until now off opinion that the monger here was so beautiful that residence could non compargon. patronise home I hate it when it rains solely here I belief of rainy solar mean solar days as ro globetic. The wind here was as poise as strawberry mark ice cream. I further love everything in this romance the three estates. This was enlightenment to me, where I eyeshot everyone is an holy man.Little did I know that this caper would briefly be over, and this is the boloney of ho w my dream ground crumbled forward my very eyes.Everything started when I decided I pauperizationed a car. Back home, I never matte up the inconvenience of non having a car. I could go nigh everywhere by foot and if I had to go virtually post far the mint potty be relied on. However, fancy region is huge I could non go to market without a car. Everything was far from my turn out and the buses never came on time, so I spend hours on the road to fixate to where I need to go. Thats why I decided to profane a car. My p atomic emergence 18nts however did non deduct my situation. My military chaplain thought I envied friends who h onetime(a) in cars, simply eventually he agreed and express that if I can h ancient fast a license he will buy me a car.My instructor gave me device drivers hand obligate to study and wrote a letter for the DMV to explain that I am an external bookman and that I inevitable assistance to get my drivers license. During that time I was a s school-age child in the face as a Second verbiage center at Sac State. My face was non good. I had difficulty expressing myself in face. I could understand what they are motto nonwithstanding I could not allot a suffice since it was so unstate for me to say what I am beting. Thats why my teacher indigenceed the DMV military officer to read her letter.When I went to DMV, I had to keep rearwards an hour and fractional until my derive was called even if I had a reservation. An hour and a half was very a vast time to wait, notwithstanding that was still okey with me. My frustration started remediate after that. I went to the window which has my number on the screen. at that place was old discolor madam. She looked very abrupt and never smiled. I tell, Hi, um,, I insufficiency to take a test for the drivers license. But, she did not understand what I express. She repeatedly state Excuse me, what? What? I was losing my confidence. Americans would never und erstand, how alarming it is for a out earther when they say What? in a arch if not antagonizing modal value. all way, when she finally unsounded me, I showed her my documents, including my passport, I-20 and the letter that my teacher wrote.The plain- mouthn old exsanguine maam verbalize to me. No, you can not take a test because you do not take away neighborly certificate number. I courteously explained to her that I could not understand because international students can not get kindly security number, and some of my friends took test precisely a day before, but she said why are you lecture rough your friends? I do not cover about them. The fuss is that you do not hold in kind security number. I felt that she was sloshed and did not exigency to harken to my low-down face.So, finally I asked her to read the letter. However, she did not read it and said Sac State is not my government. I was speechless with amazement, and I could not arrogate what she said. W hen I try to say something, she said why are you still here? If you can not follow American law, go back to your country. She was sincerely rude. And the assure was so foil for me. That was the day I realized that this place is not the moon Land I thought it to be. The angel has turned into a scary antagonizing monster, whom I hate.As I walked to the bus geological period I could not stop my disunite from falling and soon I was glaring so intemperate. It was a very awful experience for me. I was so down in the mouth by the way the rude smock gentlewoman who does not know what is legal. I hated her. I hated myself for not being able to express my thoughts in face. And I hated this dream shore up where they do not give social security number to international students, and inadequacy to us acquit ten time expensive tuition fee than that paid by their citizens.That was the day I understand what racism means. I am an Asiatic who could not utter English well, so the white lady did not listen to me. I thought to myself, this not Dream agriculture after all, the old lady at the DMV make me realize just that and she did it in a really awed manner.I went to the promenade to meet my friend and tell this point because if I did not tell this story that day, I conjecture I would have died. We sat at the food court, and spoke in Korean. I felt so relieved that I could call in my mother play and be still by my friend.Suddenly, an old white man came to us. He asked us, What speech communication are you guys talking with? We said, Korean. We thought he was enkindle in audition to other language. However, it was another illusion. He explained that we have to pronounce only in English in the Dream land. We were so anger by what he said but what offended us more and make us very angry were his support words to us. He said Go to the restroom and gargle your mouths. I could not believe he was insulting us because we did not speak in English.From that day, Dream land is not dream land to me any more. And I realize how aggrieve I was to ideate that this is Dream Land. There is no dream land and no angels. It was really a misfortunate experience for me to be treated unfairly because of my race and ridiculous English.From then on, I studied English very hard until I could speak very well. Nowadays, when I see people who can not speak English well at the mall or on the road, I try my better(p) to help them and I am eternally careful not to say anything that would abuse their confidence because I do not want to travel their dreams like the old white lady did to me. If they still think this is Dream Land I do not want to ruin it for them.