Language Essay

Introduction

To awaken from the dream means recognizing the illusory nature of this constricted self concept and perception of the body and mind, not as a means as of gasping at the ephemeral pleasures of the world or as a prison enclosing the self, but as an instrument for learning and communicating in various languages.

Before the Move

Two months before moving to New York, my friend William, thought he would be kind enough to warn me about the vast culture of the, "Big Apple." William begins by telling me that I would not be able to survive the cultural diversity and I would not be able to get a good paying job or housing because of my ethnicity. Well, was he very wrong. Since I commuted to and from New York three times, a week I decided to put in a transfer from the company I was employed with to work in their satellite office in New York. When speaking with Cindy, one of the customer service representatives already living and working in New York, I mentioned to her that I was relocating to the New York office but did not have a place to live. Immediately, Cindy who I did not meet at the time

offered me full living quarters with all the amenities for a charge of $445.00 a month. Gleefully, I accepted without even looking at the place.

Moving day

I had two oversized suitcases and my brother at my side, who kept telling me to, "You can make it." Because I was somewhat familiar with my surroundings, it was no problem for me to jump on the "E" train from Manhattan to Queens, New York. It was not until my brother Jerry and I got to Jamaica Queens that William's words replayed in my mind. "You will not be able to survive the cultural diversity." There were so many people from different cultural background gathered in one place ranging from: Jamaican, Guyanese, Trinidadians, Indians, Hispanics, Caucasians, Blacks and Mexicans. They were shopping, walking, talking, waiting for the bus and catching the dollar vans, going to their different destinations.

After I stood there for a moment (relieving myself of the shock), while almost getting knocked down, I called Cindy on my cell phone to let her know I had arrived at the arranged pick-up spot. Prior to that day, when speaking with Cindy, I never knew she masked her Trinidadian accent. I heard her loud in clear, when she said, "Chile I'll be dere and what cha' look like." I told her I was black, with golden blond wavy hair, tall, medium built, wearing blue jeans, brown penny loafers and an oxford shirt.

Veil of Illusion

When Cindy drove by four times in her red pathfinder looking for me, I laughed. I had to