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my nephew teamed up with a Korean
to illegally cross the Bearing Strait in the Arctic to America.
To avoid the Customs' punishment,
they hid in a small ferry called the North Pole Seagull,
sitting back to back without sleeping, showering and shaving for 3 days,
and had no chance to mourn their lost luggage when landing.
The hardship of this crossing was apparent.
At first, he made a living by means of raising cattle
and then was hired in aircraft industries.
He lived in a Catholic district.
Taking in small percentage of Pakistani immigrants,
the majority of the residents were from Italy and Demark,
who all kept up their custom and cultures.
Different blocks here were distinctly marked out and indicated from the racial angle.
It was unfair and needed reforming.
But with nowhere else to go, my nephew lived on and managed to make a life for himself.
My nephew's fortune came
when he bravely helped a conductor break a ream to stop it from slipping out of rails.
The man was elected vice chairman of the Socialist Party later.
It occurred to my nephew that he could grasp this opportunity to ask for his help.
The man who was thankful helped him
apply to the civil authority for the right to live in America
by inserting his brave deed into his documents.
Unlike a great many other applicants,
his application was approved by the Federal Justice Ministry.
Before long, he started his own bakery and lived a better life.