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Mary Antin
Mary Antin (1881–1949) was a Russian-Jewish immigrant to the United States, best known for her memoir "The Promised Land" (1912), which details her experiences of immigrating to America and adapting to a new culture. Born in Polotsk, Russia, she moved to the U.S. with her family in 1894, settling in Boston. Antin became an advocate for immigration and assimilation, emphasizing the opportunities the U.S. offered to immigrants. Her work captures both the struggles and the optimism of the immigrant experience in early 20th-century America.
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INTRODUCTION I was born, I have lived, and I have been made over. Is it not time to write my life's story? I am just as much out of the way as if I were dead, for I am absolutely other than the person whose story I have to tell. Physical continuity with my earlier self is no disadvantage. I could speak in the third person and not feel that I was masquerading. I can analyze my subject, I can reveal...
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FOREWORD The "infant phenomenon" in literature is rarer than in more physical branches of art, but its productions are not likely to be of value outside the doting domestic circle. Even Pope who "lisped in numbers for the numbers came," did not add to our Anthology from his cradle, though he may therein have acquired his monotonous rocking-metre. Immaturity of mind and experience, so...
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