Dear Friend
Coming into the United States as an immigrant from any part of the world, especially during the 1900´s is a real hassle and nothing like it was made out to be. To begin with, my expectations on what I would find and how my life would develop once I arrived here in New York deflated. Having come from Eastern Europe, and having had no money because of the depression and famine that hit Europe during the 1890´s, I was led to believe that once I arrived in America my life would change. I was approached then by a <em>Padrone, </em>recruiting agents from American companies that offer you jobs and a new chance in America and they offered me the world. But when I arrived, the reality was something entirely different. Because I am poor and couldn´t afford passage neither on first or second class, I was taken to the immigration port at Ellis Island, nothing more than a shack where millions of immigrants come every day. I was then detained for 4 hours while they asked me 29 questions, among which were, if I had family in America and if I had a job. But I was let go when they saw that I was no threat to them and their country. Because I was alone, I went out into the streets of New York and was faced with the stark reality. America was not as it was painted. I was met with unpaved roads, dirt, poverty, and also a lot of inequality between the poor and the rich of the city. Lots of factories and grime lined the small roads. Finally, I was found by a group of our fellow Eastern European brothers and they took me to their neighborhood. They have formed into clusters depending on their nationalities and state of life.
So prepare my friend, prepare well. America is a new chance at a good life, but it will be really hard to achieve and you must be ready for it.
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