On May 28th, 2000 at 10:00 a.m. we arrived to New York JFK Airport. Someone picked up my friend and I went with her. Then a few hours later my friend picked me up and I stayed at her home one or two days. Then a few friends came to see me and took me everywhere! We went to the Statue of Liberty, Central Park, and the Twin Towers. Another friend lived in California and she called me to come here. Then I moved to California in January, and in March or April I got an Indian family nanny job. In the morning, I went to work and in the evening I went to Berkeley Adult School to study English.
I started to apply for asylum. Someone introduced me to a helper. Her name is Yangchen and she had an old mother and older brother whose name was Jumpa. His family and friends called him JT. The whole family asked me where I came from, then I told them everything about my story! He told me, “If you had a problem, tell me and I will help you. You are my daughter.”
A few years after, he passed away. Then one year later, his mom passed away, too!