My dream to go to America began about four years ago. My parents knew that they could never afford a year abroad, so I tried to work, and save the money, but it was impossible. I tried scholarships, but it did not work out. I finally told myself that it was not meant to be, and that there were other opportunities to go abroad, and I felt good about it. Last year in August, my mom and I went to Hamburg to visit her aunt, because they had not seen each other in eight years. I was very excited, because my mom’s aunt was a world traveler. She has been to the craziest places on earth, and was full of memories, and exciting stories. Unfortunately we did not meet my mom’s uncle, because he had to leave Hamburg early to go back to work in Switzerland. But he called, and that call changed my life. My mom’s uncle, Harald, loves America, and so does my mom’s aunt. My mom told him that I would love to go there to school for a year, and he said he was going to pay for me. He thinks it is a great thing to do, and he would do anything to support me.