Personal Narrative: Coming To America With My Parents

He could read at a college reading level in just second grade, but when it came to math he just couldn 't wrap his head around it. When it came to social situations he also struggled; he couldn 't look someone in the eyes, was afraid of any integration with a stranger, and couldn 't be in a crowded place without having a meltdown. All their life my siblings have been defined as odd. The world believes that they should not be given the chances us "normal" people receive. The world has never given them a chance to achieve greatness, it has only pushed them farther behind.

At Spartanburg high, there is a zero tolerance policy no cursing or fighting as well as getting in school suspension for talking back or defiance of a teacher. Lastly I learned to be responsible for asking for help. Asking for help when I needed it was hard for me whether it was work or a lesson I did not understand. I am a shy person always has been always will be, I used to avoid asking teachers anything when I needed help. I did not want to seem like I was not smart or I wanted help but I was too afraid to ask.

“We’re moving to America on Saturday.” This was going to be indeed a huge challenge for me. The next day I kept wondering what would it be like in America and how my friends would react if I thought them bye. At the time I was in first grade so leaving my friends would be bad for me. I knew simple English so America wouldn't be as hard for someone who didn’t know any english at all. The whole class time I would be thinking of America and wouldn't pass attention to what the teacher would say.

During my high school days, I was a really shy person. I didn’t like to talk in class because I was nervous what my classmate will say about my response, I didn’t join anything activities or sports teams and I didn 't have a lot of friends. But I knew it was something I need to overcome sooner or later. During my Sophomore year, I wanted to change who I am, so I decided to join track since I like to run. But if I didn 't join track I wouldn 't be who I am today.

Therefore, I was uninspired in all my classes which translated to poor grades. Every quarter, the parent and teacher meetings focused on my weak cognitive abilities. My teachers failed to notice an innate leadership and teamwork quality displayed on the playground or during free time. Ironically, employers look for these qualifications in their candidates.

Both Shyima and Frederick didn't know exactly why things was taking place as they were, they weren’t quite understanding everything. Frederick questioned himself and the knowledge that he know about himself. In the book Frederick said, “ A want of information concerning my own was a source of unhappiness to me even during childhood.” Frederick somewhat thought it was basically normal to not know anything about himself. Once again in the book he says “I do not remember to have ever met a slave who could tell of his birthday.” On the hand you have Shyima who never thought sleeping in the garage was a big problem. She was going to school to get educated either, the neighbors started getting suspicious and also realized that the girl wasn't going to school.

Michael wasn’t treated with the same respect that everyone else was. Michael was new to town when he moved to his modern school, Briarcrest Christian School. Teachers didn’t believe Michael could learn efficiently, because he was large and black skinned. He wasn’t the smartest kid out there, but the lack of confidence the teachers showed didn’t help the cause. The teachers were against certain tones, and all for others.

Now I have helped her establish her own small house cleaning business. Due to my parents speaking very little English and having a low education level, they were never able to help me with my homework; Now I have an 11 year old brother who I help with homework because I don't want him to not have the school support he needs to be a an excellent student due to a language barrier. I know my younger brother looks up to me, I have to be the best

All of these things are important, but the thing that I thought spoke to me personally was this year’s theme. As a student in elementary school, I never had very many friends. I was never invited to parties or hang outs and was always kind of left out. Sure, my classmates didn’t mean to do this to me, but the reality of it hurt. This year, I changed.

So I enrolled in a school, it was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life but it was not. At the beginning of school year, I did not have any friends and to make it worse, I got bullied. They bullied me on how I dressed especially my accent. Females even males were picking a fight with me. I wanted to tell my mom but I did not want her to worry.