Leave me alone.” “I’m not leaving until you talk to me.” I arrive at my door and proceed into my room and turn around to face my mother. “What do you want to talk about? You’re the worst parent and holding me hostage in my own house. I wish I had different parents.” I slam my door in her face and chuck my backpack against the wall. I then text all my friends about my situation and they all agree with me.
“Maria called to talk to you today my mom said when I just walked into the house. “Maria who” I asked my mom, “Do you not remember her, my aunt that lives in Massachusetts.” Explained my mom “Oh yeah! What did she say” I ask, “She said that you got the babysitting job!” said my mom. “Yay “ I scream jumping up and downing. “For how long did she say I will get to stay there and when do I leave” I asked “She said she will need help for the whole summer so you will leave right away when school ends” answered mom That summer changed me into a better person.
I didn't want to hold a full conversation with anyone in my class unless they were the one to approach me. From this day, I still remember how lonely I felt and how badly I wanted to be accepted. I dreaded to go to recess because I wasn't sure what type of crowd I would “ fit in” with. As I walked in class, I saw everyone divided into various cliques and eventually I found myself every week trying to fit in with a different one. I tried my best to act like those kids in order to fit in, I changed so many things such as my attitude, my clothing, my hairstyles and how I spoke in the span of one year.
With such a hectic schedule during the season I knew I always had to find time to get my school work done, whether that meant trying to do my homework on the bus rides, stay up late after games to finish projects and online assignments that I couldn't do on the go, staying in the locker room to do my work while my friends went to watch the younger teams play. I learned to make sacrifices to keep my grades up, from losing sleep for studying for a physics exam or staying home on the weekends until I finished all my dual credit assignments that had to be done online. Keeping my spot in the top 5% of my class and achieving a 5.232 GPA out of 5.0 is challenging with being involved in so many clubs and being a student
In my teenage years I started to understand societies way of thinking. Why risk everything to educate your girl child when she is prone to pregnancy and other things that would stop her education? My mom would say to her older brother my uncle why not let the girls go to school and he would respond then who will help me on the farm. I just thought it was unfair because his son attended school regularly. We struggle thru many years and when it was time for me to go to college my mom could not afford to pay for me to attend so I decided I would work and pay my own way.
My mom worked a lot of overtime hours to support our family as my dad’s business did not always provide for us. Occasionally, my dad would sleep in a different room in the house. One day shortly after the end of my fourth grade year, when what was to be a summer to remember, my mom broke the news to me and my brother. It had ended. Mom and dad were getting divorced.
I got more scared that time, I stared thinking about what if me late for class, what’s going to happen now, etc. I wanted to ask someone for help but I couldn’t asked. I was looking for my class and one girl came to me and asked me, “can I help you?” and I couldn’t understood what was she trying to telling me. “No English”, I said to her than look at my … and took me to the right class. Time passed and I tried to lean English.
I stayed in the class and started paying attention and learning. I stayed even though every day that I went in that class I felt really intimidated and anxious. I guess I wanted to prove to myself that probably I could do better than my older brother. I guess I did not want to disappoint my 9th grade teacher who did not give up on me. I guess I did not want to disappoint myself because I know I can do it.