This story starts in Nigeria; this person's grandma asked if they wanted to come to America; they thought it was a vacation. The process began when they had to get passports; there were a lot of roadblocks on the way. They went to another state called Lagos to get papers, and they got there by a tiny margin. They waited in line and were asked questions such as how long they were going, why, age, and parents; many people were getting rejected around them. At the time, this person was 12 or 13 and got a different colored paper than the rest, meaning they got accepted. This person then went to Enugu and returned to Legos in a rush. Their aunt went with them to meet their other aunt, who lived in Ohio. They got on a plane which had stops in different countries. They arrived in New York; they remember their lips being so chapped that they were bleeding and eating a tuna sandwich. This was very different, and people acted differently - in unfamiliar ways. Their aunt met them and drove to Ohio.

School started, and they remember this being very different from their school in Nigeria; it was challenging, and they expected you to know different things.

To go back, this person had to leave family behind, including their grandma. In Nigeria, it was harder to make friends; people were not as open-minded or nice; here, people are more lenient. In Nigeria, it is more of an independent society where there is not as much access to healthcare as here, and there is more help here. This person was middle class, but came over for better school systems. Colleges and secondary schools in Nigeria are harder because you learn more independently and with limited access to instructors. It is easier to access teachers here. This person was younger, so they said they had an advantage because it is harder to immigrate when older; to have a better life is complicated.

This person said, "Be open, ask for help if there are people to help, you do not have to be independent- people love to help."