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Please, review my essay and correct me. I appreciate your help. The topic of my essay is First time away from home.

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First time away from home

First time away from home can be very difficult. Coming to study in a different country is a major change to your life. Even thought you probably felt very exited about coming here, adjusting to life in a new culture can be very stressful. Some of us give up to soon because we are not willing to work a little.
It was January of 2000, when I left Latvia, right before my twentieth birthday. The night before I said good-byes to my grandparents, relatives and my friends. Even knowing that I am very attached to my home, for some reason I was not scared. I did wanted to leave, and I did wanted to be independent. I was always very adventurous.
The next morning my parents took me to the airport. It was beautiful outside, I remember the sun-rays playing in the snow, the trees covered with hoar-frost. We came inside the airport. Went to the counter and picked up the ticket. The ticket to obscurity. The time came to say good-byes to my dad and mom. We hugged for about five minutes and exchanged kisses. My heart trembled, but just a bit.
I walked up to the passport controller; the huge glass wall was separating us. A tall and thick glass wall between my future and me. He asked me," What's the reason for traveling?"
What is my reason? I asked myself. Then the first thought came to my mind, and I said,'' College ".
And here I was behind the glass wall. Sitting there I felt like I was trapped in a cage. I felt like a little bird separated from a mother. Like a bird that's going to fly free. Then I looked up and saw my mother standing there and saying something, but I couldn't hear anything. I couldn't read her facial expression. Was she sad or happy? Was she crying? It was a last time I seen her. I felt an incredible strong connection between us and I didn't fell alone, maybe just a little bit lost.
Finally, I got on the plane. The stewardess was giving us safety instructions, but I didn't hear a world she said. My mind was somewhere else. The plane took off. Here I was sitting and thinking about my parents and my little sister. It hit my suddenly, I am leaving, I am going far away. We were flying over the Atlantic Ocean glanced over at the monitor. It was a diagram showing how far I was from Latvia. Suddenly, I broke down in tears; I didn't know where I was going. As I sat there glancing out the window, into the night fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning, and here I was in the land of dreams-America. I walked off the plane and got scared. I felt like I was in the bee-garden, I had never seen so many people in my entire life. Then I got worried. What if nobody came to pick me up? I walked outside. It was gorgeous and the world seemed so colorful. I remember the salty and light smell of the ocean, scent so fresh! Sun was shining. It was the first time in my life I ever saw palm trees. The trees were so tall and it looked so powerful to me.
There was a bunch of people standing and holding sheets of paper with people’s name. I felt relieved, then I saw the oriental girl holding my name. I walked over to her and said, " Hello, my name is Siga. " Her name was Ngo. She was about 4'9; she had beautiful long, dark hair and green eyes. It was something about her that made me feel uncomfortable, or maybe it was just me. I am shy meeting new people for the first time. I had a hard time understanding her and she did too. It was an awkward silence, in the car, all the way to my new family's house.
Finally, we arrived. My new house. My new room. Everything seemed so alien to me. I spent my first night on the phone crying to my parents. I felt lost and disconnected. I liked the things the way were. I liked living with my parents and now everything suddenly has changed. My parents were very supportive of me. My dad said, "This is the price we all pay for freedom and independence".
When I arrived to college two days later, I didn't know what to expect. And I wondered. Was I going to fit in? Would I make friends? The first couple of months were hell! I was homesick and I felt exhausted communicating and studying English. But I did found the strength and independence in me, and then I look back I am proud of myself. I had to learn how to do laundry, manage money, and other things. I also learned that I have a strong relationship with my family. Being able to adjust to these new things made me more mature, strong, responsible and who I am today.
next time put more spacing in the pargraphs but still it was good

It's a pretty good and a well written essay, just a few pointers, try adding more advanced connectors it will make the essay look better.

Also you wrote "I did wanted to leave and I did wanted to be independent", I think it should be "I did want* to leave and I did want* to be independent"

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ajan Hi everybody,
Please, review my essay and correct me. I appreciate your help. The topic of my essay is First time away from home.
Thank You
First time away from home
First time away from home can be very difficult. Coming to study in a different country is a major change to your life. Even thought you probably felt very exited about coming here, adjusting to life in a new culture can be very stressful. Some of us give up to soon because we are not willing to work a little.
It was January of 2000, when I left Latvia, right before my twentieth birthday. The night before I said good-byes to my grandparents, relatives and my friends. Even knowing that I am very attached to my home, for some reason I was not scared. I did wanted to leave, and I did wanted to be independent. I was always very adventurous.
The next morning my parents took me to the airport. It was beautiful outside, I remember the sun-rays playing in the snow, the trees covered with hoar-frost. We came inside the airport. Went to the counter and picked up the ticket. The ticket to obscurity. The time came to say good-byes to my dad and mom. We hugged for about five minutes and exchanged kisses. My heart trembled, but just a bit.
I walked up to the passport controller; the huge glass wall was separating us. A tall and thick glass wall between my future and me. He asked me," What's the reason for traveling?"
What is my reason? I asked myself. Then the first thought came to my mind, and I said,'' College ".
And here I was behind the glass wall. Sitting there I felt like I was trapped in a cage. I felt like a little bird separated from a mother. Like a bird that's going to fly free. Then I looked up and saw my mother standing there and saying something, but I couldn't hear anything. I couldn't read her facial expression. Was she sad or happy? Was she crying? It was a last time I seen her. I felt an incredible strong connection between us and I didn't fell alone, maybe just a little bit lost.
Finally, I got on the plane. The stewardess was giving us safety instructions, but I didn't hear a world she said. My mind was somewhere else. The plane took off. Here I was sitting and thinking about my parents and my little sister. It hit my suddenly, I am leaving, I am going far away. We were flying over the Atlantic Ocean glanced over at the monitor. It was a diagram showing how far I was from Latvia. Suddenly, I broke down in tears; I didn't know where I was going. As I sat there glancing out the window, into the night fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning, and here I was in the land of dreams-America. I walked off the plane and got scared. I felt like I was in the bee-garden, I had never seen so many people in my entire life. Then I got worried. What if nobody came to pick me up? I walked outside. It was gorgeous and the world seemed so colorful. I remember the salty and light smell of the ocean, scent so fresh! Sun was shining. It was the first time in my life I ever saw palm trees. The trees were so tall and it looked so powerful to me.
There was a bunch of people standing and holding sheets of paper with people’s name. I felt relieved, then I saw the oriental girl holding my name. I walked over to her and said, " Hello, my name is Siga. " Her name was Ngo. She was about 4'9; she had beautiful long, dark hair and green eyes. It was something about her that made me feel uncomfortable, or maybe it was just me. I am shy meeting new people for the first time. I had a hard time understanding her and she did too. It was an awkward silence, in the car, all the way to my new family's house.
Finally, we arrived. My new house. My new room. Everything seemed so alien to me. I spent my first night on the phone crying to my parents. I felt lost and disconnected. I liked the things the way were. I liked living with my parents and now everything suddenly has changed. My parents were very supportive of me. My dad said, "This is the price we all pay for freedom and independence".
When I arrived to college two days later, I didn't know what to expect. And I wondered. Was I going to fit in? Would I make friends? The first couple of months were hell! I was homesick and I felt exhausted communicating and studying English. But I did found the strength and independence in me, and then I look back I am proud of myself. I had to learn how to do laundry, manage money, and other things. I also learned that I have a strong relationship with my family. Being able to adjust to these new things made me more mature, strong, responsible and who I am today.
ajan Hi everybody,
Please, review my essay and correct me. I appreciate your help. The topic of my essay is First time away from home.
Thank You
First time away from home
First time away from home can be very difficult. Coming to study in a different country is a major change to your life. Even thought you probably felt very exited about coming here, adjusting to life in a new culture can be very stressful. Some of us give up to soon because we are not willing to work a little.
It was January of 2000, when I left Latvia, right before my twentieth birthday. The night before I said good-byes to my grandparents, relatives and my friends. Even knowing that I am very attached to my home, for some reason I was not scared. I did wanted to leave, and I did wanted to be independent. I was always very adventurous.
The next morning my parents took me to the airport. It was beautiful outside, I remember the sun-rays playing in the snow, the trees covered with hoar-frost. We came inside the airport. Went to the counter and picked up the ticket. The ticket to obscurity. The time came to say good-byes to my dad and mom. We hugged for about five minutes and exchanged kisses. My heart trembled, but just a bit.
I walked up to the passport controller; the huge glass wall was separating us. A tall and thick glass wall between my future and me. He asked me," What's the reason for traveling?"
What is my reason? I asked myself. Then the first thought came to my mind, and I said,'' College ".
And here I was behind the glass wall. Sitting there I felt like I was trapped in a cage. I felt like a little bird separated from a mother. Like a bird that's going to fly free. Then I looked up and saw my mother standing there and saying something, but I couldn't hear anything. I couldn't read her facial expression. Was she sad or happy? Was she crying? It was a last time I seen her. I felt an incredible strong connection between us and I didn't fell alone, maybe just a little bit lost.
Finally, I got on the plane. The stewardess was giving us safety instructions, but I didn't hear a world she said. My mind was somewhere else. The plane took off. Here I was sitting and thinking about my parents and my little sister. It hit my suddenly, I am leaving, I am going far away. We were flying over the Atlantic Ocean glanced over at the monitor. It was a diagram showing how far I was from Latvia. Suddenly, I broke down in tears; I didn't know where I was going. As I sat there glancing out the window, into the night fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning, and here I was in the land of dreams-America. I walked off the plane and got scared. I felt like I was in the bee-garden, I had never seen so many people in my entire life. Then I got worried. What if nobody came to pick me up? I walked outside. It was gorgeous and the world seemed so colorful. I remember the salty and light smell of the ocean, scent so fresh! Sun was shining. It was the first time in my life I ever saw palm trees. The trees were so tall and it looked so powerful to me.
There was a bunch of people standing and holding sheets of paper with people’s name. I felt relieved, then I saw the oriental girl holding my name. I walked over to her and said, " Hello, my name is Siga. " Her name was Ngo. She was about 4'9; she had beautiful long, dark hair and green eyes. It was something about her that made me feel uncomfortable, or maybe it was just me. I am shy meeting new people for the first time. I had a hard time understanding her and she did too. It was an awkward silence, in the car, all the way to my new family's house.
Finally, we arrived. My new house. My new room. Everything seemed so alien to me. I spent my first night on the phone crying to my parents. I felt lost and disconnected. I liked the things the way were. I liked living with my parents and now everything suddenly has changed. My parents were very supportive of me. My dad said, "This is the price we all pay for freedom and independence".
When I arrived to college two days later, I didn't know what to expect. And I wondered. Was I going to fit in? Would I make friends? The first couple of months were hell! I was homesick and I felt exhausted communicating and studying English. But I did found the strength and independence in me, and then I look back I am proud of myself. I had to learn how to do laundry, manage money, and other things. I also learned that I have a strong relationship with my family. Being able to adjust to these new things made me more mature, strong, responsible and who I am today.
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