Since I was a little kid I grew up in Mexico a Spanish speaking country where I had lots of friends, and felt happy thinking that my life would never change. But as soon as I turned nine I was facing a different story. When I arrived home from school, my parents told me that we were moving to a new country. I felt sad at first because moving to a new country where they didn't speak my language,and not knowing anybody was tough for me. It meant I was leaving behind everything I worked so hard to accomplish to move to a new place that I needed to start from zero. This was the biggest change in my life that impacted my ability to write ,and gave me two possible paths in writing because I could write in Spanish and English. As I look …show more content…
my first days in my new country were tough because I did not speak the same language making it harder to be able to write and communicate with the people around me. But as soon as I learned the language things got a little bit more easier. My writing improve a lot I went from writing short sentences to paragraphs and to writing complete essays for school. I still remember an accident I had with my English teacher on sophomore year of high school. She made us write an essay about a book call “ to kill a mockingbird”. When I finish reading the whole book I started doing my essay so I could turn it in the next day so she could grade it and give it back to me the following week. Monday came and we started class with a free write reflecting on how good we did on the essay. I wrote that I was confident that I was going to get a seventy on it. But when the teacher give it back to me I saw my grade and got surprises because it had a huge eighty nine percent with a circle around it and a smile face on top saying excellent job. After a minute had pass the teacher call my name and told me that she needed to talk to me,so I went and she told me “ tell me the truth did you copy someone or who help you with it” I told her that I did it myself and that no one help me with it. She say ok go back to your seat but then again call me two times asking me the same question and I answer her the same way as the first time, until she
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Raised all my life in Puerto Rico and then transferring to America was a great challenge. I had to overcome various difficulties in order to adapt to new ideas, cultures, and lifestyles. One of the obstacles I encountered was adapting to school. Since I was five my parents wanted me to imbibe the English language in order to have an exceptional future filled with opportunities, but when I arrived all my hard work in learning English did not seem to matter at my middle school. I arrived in this country thinking I was going to be in the most challenging classes and be at the top but reality smacked me in the face the first day I entered eighth grade.
I have personally improved in writing papers because coming from a background where English was not as important, I had to struggle to learn American English language. In India, I was taught English as my second language and the English I learned in India was British English. British English and American English are two different things because the pronunciation, grammar, and spellings vary. Learning something that you already know and learning something similar in way to something you already know is struggle. I personally wrote so many “Child drafts” like the Anne Lamott mentioned, but I needed a lot of help in shaping my papers
1) I could make a long list of what I accomplished in my life such as winning Most Valuable Player award, but there is one thing that I prize the most and made these accomplishments possible: Moving to America. 2) moving to here and losing my mom marked my transition from childhood to adulthood, it made me to understand the world better, it made me to appreciate the god for what I have and not for the things that I don’t. It is such a vivid memory that I have carried with myself till now, memory of when I was in Iran’s airport and was talking to my mother face to face for the last time. Her words changed a person who I was before and made me to keep moving forward, even though I lost her and would never see and hear her voice again. She said
In 2013 my parents told me we were moving to United States at first I didn't want to come, I had my life already done there I have many friends all my family living near I could go and visit them when I wanted, then I start realizing that it would be a good idea to get to know a different country and other people. When I got here my thoughts were that it was going to be so difficult to get used to a new place, but actually it wasn’t. I went to many parts of the country my favorite was Las Vegas everything was beautiful there. I got to visit my family and go to other states that is one of the things I will never regret for coming to a new country. One of the things that was most difficult for me was to get used to the food it tastes different specially tortillas, cheese, corn, beans and ham but also here the food tastes really good, food that I had never tasted where I live before.
Francis had to experience many different things when moving to America. Any person from another country that speaks a different language would have trouble in a new place. I am going to tell you about the changes you have to make to come in a different placed. The hardest thing to get used to is the language; everything is more difficult when you don’t know the language. Even to get a job is harder you might not know what your boss is asking and get fired.
The first eight years of my life, I spent in India where I was born. Growing up I was constantly reminded by my parents that I needed to make them proud by getting a good job and living a good lifestyle. They told me this because they did not want to see me live a hard life like they did. When I was nine years old, I moved from India to the United States of America. The reason why I moved to America was not because I was living a bad life in India, it was so that I could have a better education and more opportunities in life.
Of course, at the time, I did not realize how beneficial this would be to improving my writing skills; I purely chose to read the series out of pleasure, delighted by Junie B.’s witty sense of humor. However, coupled with my continual ESL program, I gained the skills necessary to improve my English; by the end of third grade I was already on my way to a level Q reading level. Moreover, I successfully passed my ESL test, which meant that I no longer needed extra English support. Nevertheless, I still recognized the fact that not everyone passed the test; therefore, using my newly acquired skills, I helped another Hispanic student in my ESL group, who, like me, spoke no
A person's view on culture heavily influence how one sees and views the world around them. People are influenced by the cultures surrounding them as well as where they live. In the personal essay Two Ways to Belong in America ,written by Bharati Mukherjee, Bharati and her sister Mira were both born in Calcutta, India , but later moved to the United States. Bharati loved America and said "I am an American citizen and she is not" speaking to how she had embraced and been influenced by her surroundings but her sister had not.
A challenge I have had to overcome throughout my life is fitting in. When I was four years old I was adopted from the country called Kazakhstan. I came to America at four years old and I lived with my new mom and dad. Throughout my life I have looked for what I am good at and what I will love to dedicate my life too. But due to not having my real parents there I never really knew who I was.
Moving to America brings great opportunity to an individual and their family. When my parents moved to America, success was within their reach. My parents could purse their education and soon find their career. My mother has always explained why she was so relieved when my grandparents first told her that they were moving to America. My mother knew that her and her family will be free, they would not have to live in poverty anymore.
As I ponder over my life, each memory seems identical to the other, and I find myself drifting through a reality of similar events that generate the same memories and emotions. Looking back further into my childhood includes memories of my homeland. I remember entering a new world at the age of five, where all of my later memories would be formed. This was when my family moved to the United States from Peru, my native country in the South. The complete change in culture and values truly impacted me when I first moved to Florida, and I reflect over the significant effect it has had on my character during the last thirteen years of my life.
My mind takes me back to a time when I woke up to the aroma of food from street vendors through the homes that sit in a tightly compacted neighborhood. I remember growing up as a young boy in an area referred to as “La Laguna” in Mexico. This city was dry in rainfall levels and hope, my family were in the pursuit of an improved standard of living when they decided they wanted to move to the United States. Temporary living on the border made it tempting to go across a bridge and never come back. I saw America as elysium and Mexico as fool’s paradise, where the violence was rare and financial stability was so common.
Learning new skills in writing has assisted in so many over ways than just writing for school, it has helped in my career. Writing is such a beneficial trait to hold. I plan to improve day by day. I have so many opportunities available and plan to use to my full
My Journey to America Moving from Nigeria to the United States permanently feels great, but at the same time it is sad leaving some of your loved ones and family behind. There are many events in life, which can change one’s way of thinking. As for me, one of the major changes in my life occurred when I moved from Africa to America. This change has entirely affected my personality positively. Why?
Moving to a new country can be difficult sometimes. Leaving all my relatives and friends back home was the saddest thing for me. My mother told me that we were moving to a new country. At first, I thought my mother was joking about it. but little did I know that she was telling the truth.