Marysia's Story

My mother and Father came to America from Poland with hopes of a better life for their family. I have 3 siblings, 2 of which were born in Poland, and 1 that was born in Arkansas. Speaking two languages is both really great and slightly confusing. In both English and Polish I forget words and have to run around the word until I remember it. But because of my background I don't really identify as an American teenager or a Polish one, because my upbringing was and is very unique compared to some of my friends. I didn't try an American donut until 4th grade! Or have a sleepover until 3rd, and it was with a family friend. But because of the immigration, I am not close with anyone who isn't my immediate family. I barely know my cousins or grandma.