When I was growing up, I always had an interest in so many things like watching, playing, eating and visiting a lot of places. After relocating from the Berlin to the New York state at fifteen years of age, a feeling considered cultural homelessness increased in the new location I relocated. I got confused by the Americans and ended up relying on urban dictionary to catch up with my peers, the allegiance pledge seemed patriotic and the only thing that was familiar about the Fahrenheit was German after whom it was named. In the first week in America, I now sighted a home, a non-profit that only endows the relocated refugees or the relocated Americans to thrive.
That was when I began to volunteer with the children programs, tutoring and playing with the growing refugees. It was then that I met Sophie, 13-year-old from Iran. Sophie used to ask me questions about the American life in between games starting from the Halloween to the president. Deliberately, I gained confidence in my identity as American and realized my ability when answering most of the questions she asked me. Eventually, we started to work together through adverse allegiance, stretched belongings and homesickness. Building an exceptional, personal bond with the most of the young refugees in New York provided a psychological relief to me through the act of expressing strong emotion for my insecurities and taught me how to value my past. The transcultural experience enabled me to help the inexperienced refugees to integrate into the American life and from the help, I offered the young refugees, I was able to find a home in America and adjust myself.
