Sunday, January 29, 2012

New idea of my version of the California Dream

Honestly, I am not from California, so when we were assigned to write about our version about the California Dream, I really had no idea what mine was.  After dissecting a couple songs about California, I realized what my dream was.  Throughout my essay, I changed my opinion from a generic answer, to a more specific answer. I knew coming here to California, it was not like how it is in the movies.  So I didn't come here thinking it was a dream land; I came here thinking it was a place of freedom of expression.  I feel like every time I walk outside, I am free. Free from worries, free from controversy, free from everything, just free. Almost like a bird, I am able to go where I want, when I want.  I know California is dangerous, but it also is wonderful.  The colors around me sparkle in the sun.  I love to watch and take pictures of the pink/purple sunset in the background of the palm trees.  I accept that nothing will ever be perfect in California; but, really, when is anything really perfect? I love California and I hope to stay here for as long as I can.

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