A love letter to America
America, I love you!
You heard me — I love you! At a time when so many scold you, I’m here to say these three words — I love you.
Coming from a Russian immigrant. Or simply — from an immigrant. Or who even cares that I’m an immigrant.
I experienced you for the first time in the distant 1994. A shy teenager from Russia, with a strong accent, I was scared and nervous about my year-long stay in Oklahoma. Oklahoma! From Moscow to Enid, Oklahoma! If it sounds dramatic, it was! But it turned out great. Thank you, my dear host family (love you forever…