I stayed 1,5 year and that was the maximum I could endure.
It shows you never belonged here. I gladly started shedding my Polish heritage before I left and was 100% done in 1974 when I got my US passport and switched to English everywhere. Polish restaurants included. Yes, I am repeating myself.
Contrary to what JR just said, I was at full speed on Wednesday when I got my first job. I came here on Sunday. No, it was not washing dishes in the basement of a Moscow orphanage. And it paid $10.6k a year. Not bad back in 1967. My first brand new car: Chevrolet Caprice in September 1967, or three months after arrival.
BTW, it's 1.5, not 1,5. And color, not colour.