What I learned by being an immigrant
I learned that the seed that did not bear fruit may only have been sown in the wrong spot.
I learned that making decisions in the spring of the moment is sometimes better than thoroughly thinking it over and over again wasting our life away.
I learned that sometimes one hand is more than enough to open a door, wave goodbye to a friend, or shake the hands of a new one, or the hands of the oppressed.
I learned not to rely on another, not to depend on their point of view, as it might be completely different from mine.
I learned that what might look like something insignificant, such as taking care of a dog, can be the reason my whole life changes.
I learned as an immigrant that the old saying: Beware of the first love (woman) and the first glass (of alcohol), is true.
I learned as an immigrant, that I should smile no matter what, because others may not remember what I said to them or what I did for them, but they will certainly not forget what you made them feel.
I learned that life is more than going to work and coming back home.
I learned that a million fireplaces lighting up your house will never replace the warmth of your family.
I learned that life will never stop for anyone or because of anyone.
I learned that your education can be the difference in making it in life.
I learned that if luck turned his back on you, you should turn the other way too.
I learned that in life there is always room for a laugh, for a gathering with your loved ones, and for starting things over.
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