TLC License

Relationship: Child of im/migrant

It was a hot summer day in the year 1990, when my father stepped here on American soil for the very first time.  He spent all family savings to be standing here today. As a young 25-year-old who never worked a day in his life, he was standing at John F. Kennedy Airport thinking, “What do I do now?”. In his one bedroom apartment, he lived with 7 other men who had the same goal as him, to make money and send it back home to make everyone’s live better. Back home, the most my dad did was help out at the family farm, but here he had to get a job to achieve what he left his home and family behind for. He started out working in a construction company as a painter. After working a 10-hour shift, he would come home and learn how to drive a car from one of his roommates. After getting his DMV driver’s license, he started studying for his Taxi and Limousine for-hire license. Finally, after months of studying he got his TLC license and started driving a yellow cab for 12 hours a day, which he still does to this day. Immigration changed my whole family’s live in a great deal. In class we discussed how an entire family and individuals can change due to immigration. I believe my family is a perfect example of that. Everyone from the head of household to the youngest child, had an impact on their life due to the fact that my dad traveled to the United States to work. This is my fathers very first TLC license. If it weren’t for this license and the hard work of my father, my family and I wouldn’t be where we are today. 

Place(s): New York
Year: 1990

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Relationship:  Child of im/migrant Child of im/migrant