Confused In America
Beginning of paper
I had been dreaming of going to America for God knows how many years before
I finally came to this land. The various misfortunes in my life gave me a
chance of being sent to America by my university only when I was about to
be 40 years old. Thinking th at I would take the chance to root myself
here ....
Middle of paper
.... my great motherland backing me up. The worst of it is to go back to go
on being a professor and moonli ghter and in any case, I will still be
among the para-middle-class. As to the money I spend here, well, just treat
it as the money I lose in Las Vegas.
But still I am no big gambler. When I talk about going abroad before I went
abroad, we talked it in such a way that it seemed we would rather do
anything to stay abroad. Even the jails in America are better than the
shabby ....
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Word count: 1667
Page count: 7 (approximately 250 words per page)
