Relocating from the Dominican Republic to the Bronx, New York brought significant challenges. After years with grandparents, a child was reunited with a mother, who had established her new life. Initial impressions were overwhelming; the cold weather felt foreign, and the new language was incomprehensible. The child associated their unfamiliar experiences with movie scenes, feeling as though life was unfolding theatrically. The initial separation left lasting emotional impacts, with memories of comfort and confusion marking the transition from one life to another in a new country.
I remember my mother exactly as I saw her for the first time: wearing a blue, azure suit, a white shirt, black heels, and dark brown mid-length hair curled with a bold red lip.
I didn't want to live in the US. Everything felt strange to me, and I couldn't understand what the people around me were saying.
When I woke up in my new city, I gasped when I saw shaved ice falling from the sky, having only seen that in movies.
I thought I was in a movie, too; if it happened on the screen and around me, they were extensions of each other.
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