I was here for three days already andNew Yorkwas showing me things I had never seen before. I had seen huge buildings, huge amounts of people walking the streets inManhattan, I was witnessing the world in a way I never had before. I was 20 years old, and these were things I had never even imagined. All these things were crazy to me, but today the things I saw made me realize how amazing the place I was in and I was a little scared.
InUkraine, during the winter the only fruits and vegetables you would find were the ones grown in winter, and the ones that were grown in other seasons were preserved or marinated. When I came here, it was January 1994, and a completely new journey of life had begun. My family and I were walking the streets ofBrooklyn, the snow was up to our knees and it was so cold, but I was used to that. We were going shopping for fruits and vegetables, and there was a store two blocks away.
We walked in and I thought my eyes were lying to me. I couldn’t believe what I saw. There were cucumbers, apples, raspberries, blueberries, strawberries, tomatoes, everything I could imagine. However, the most important were the strawberries. The little red fruits that I had never seen before unless they were in a jar in the winter were in boxes fresh and beautiful. Seeing them, I felt like I was in a fantasy world- the best fantasy. It was such a small thing, but it touched me. I will never forget this moment; the strawberries showed me thatNew Yorkis a new place, so much different fromUkraine. They showed me that it was going to be an amazing adventure, filled with little surprises and shocks. Those little red fruits that are always in stores, kept me smiling for weeks.