Hello, I am Alfred, I am from Ireland but I am now leaving Ireland and going to America. I am leaving Ireland for a few different reasons because of crop failure, land and job shortages, famine, religious conflicts and rising taxes
I am upset to be leaving, I know it's for the best but I don't want to leave my family behind. There isn't enough space or money for us all to go so it's just my brother and I. We are leaving our home, all our friends, family and everything we value here. There won't be any room so we have to completely start over, leaving with just the clothes on our backs and each other. I am sad to leave my family but it's for the best, I wish we could all go.
We will be getting to America by cargo ship, we are sneaking onto it, we will be entering by the middle colonies. Philadelphia was a major port for debarkation and that's where we ended up. Most people migrated South on the Great Philadelphia Road.
I arrived to America and it was much different than where I came from, it was modernized, unlike my home which was in shambles. America wasn't the dream it was supposed to be, we were offered jobs but there still wasn't enough for everyone. Our employers didn't treat us right, they would take advantage of us, they would make us do hard work and wouldn't pay us enough for it, they took advantage of us. People often judged us, they didn't want to be around us because they feared we had disease and would pass it to them. People would leave neighborhoods as we moved in, we didn't carry the disease it was just because the living conditions were so unsanitary.
We faced man obstacles when arriving to America, everything was so modern and we had trouble keeping up with it or even getting used to it. There wasn't enough space for us all so we had to overcrowd the houses that were only meant for one families. We had trouble getting money, we weren't the poorest in Ireland but we spent all out money on a way out of Ireland. The living conditions were very unsanitary but we couldn't do anything to fix it. Disease was common since the conditions were so bad, people often feared fire hazards, alcoholism and violence. It was hard finding people to be friends with here, they were all scared of us.
My brother and I decide to stay in America, it's hard and not what we expected but it's better than it's what we faced at home. Plus this is what our family wanted, they put us before themselves so we have to stay. We get to see our mother 3 years later and our father 5 years later,they're able to come see us once they saved up enough money. America is not what it's said to be but I still believe it's whats best for us.