I feel fear a lot of the time because Turning 18 is really scary actually I mean all my life I just wanted to grow up and move out especially since my dad died and once it came down to it and my sister told me that I had to because her cousin wants to sell the house. It really hit me hard. Money is a huge stressor for me , I just want to be able to have enough money to pay for a roof over my head and a car. I just want to make it
I was shocked when my mom told me we be would coming here I remember feeling helpless and confused. I wanted to see my dad and my siblings but I didn’t want to leave my friends behind and I really liked the school I was attending I had just gotten into the 3rd grade which I was very excited for. I didn’t have another option, I had to come here and looking back I’ve never appreciated anything more. My life is composed of new beginnings, I moved around a lot growing up to different house, to a different country, and different schools. Coming to america I got to settle into one place with all my family.
From that moment I knew that I have to become an engineer. Ten years after the moment when my father left El Salvador, my mother, my brothers and I came to the United States to be together with my father as a complete family again. Hurtful it was for me to leave an entire life in Central America, my customs, and plans for my life, just to come to a new country to begin a new life. Starting from zero was not easy, and at the beginning I was absolutely frustrated because when I came to the United States, the school decided to delay two years, due to I did not know English, they set me in 10th grade, when in El Salvador I was in 12th grade. Learning English was one of the
The first effect of coming to America is that I learned the English language. This was another challenge for me because I had never tried to learn a language before. I knew I had to learn it before entering the university so I went to the English school for one year when I came to the US. If I had not traveled to study abroad I
One of the biggest lessons I learnt was that you need to choose your friends very wisely. I also learnt that the friends you entered high school with wouldn’t necessarily be the ones you were hugging on the last day. I had genuinely thought that the people I considered to be my best friends in Grade Nine would still be my best friends when we said goodbye to the beige brick walls that is Beaulieu College. However, I was completely wrong. I was so fixated into being friends with everyone that I didn’t choose my friends
Returning to college has been an exciting and terrifying decision for me. My husband has encouraged me for 1-2 years, but my fear of failure overwhelmed me and kept me from pursuing my Bachelor’s Degree. I wasn’t even sure what I wanted to pursue. I’m now on this journey and ready for whatever it is that God has planned for me. I have worked hard encouraged my three kids as they transitioned their way through elementary school through middle school and on to high school and graduation.
I wouldn’t forget how many times I’ve missed them every day and every day was like torture, so I made a promise with my dad that if my average finals score of all subjects is above everyone else in my grade, then I can move to America too. Through months of putting all my effort into the work, I fulfilled my promise and moved to America that spring. However, things didn’t turned out as I thought it would be.
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.
Time passed and I tried to lean English. I really had a hard time to learn English but I didn’t gave up. I had a hard time to study English because nobody were able to speak, write, and read English in my family. I finished four years high school. Then my family wanted to move to PA so, my family and I moved to PA.
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”.
One fourth of the way around the world, away from Darfur is a similar problem concerning the Hmongs. Hmongs have resided in southern Asia for ages. They have done many great and if America wins, they would be responsible of building schools and sending teachers over to educate the Hmongs’ way of living. If America loses the war in Vietnam, Americans promised to welcome Hmong people over to America to escape any further harm or problems. Not many people know about this promise, but Hmong parents remind their kids everyday that if their children were to go to school and have racial discrimination against their language or culture, their children should remember the great things they did for America and challenge the saying that Hmongs should return to their homeland.
After having his first child the other Wes Moore had been missing school, and later dropped out. Having a child put a lot of strain on the other Wes Moore. And without a high school diploma and a criminal record it would be nearly impossible for Wes to find a job. For the time being, however, Wes was able to stay with his aunt Nicey. Nicey told him “to either get a job or go to school” (110).
Fortunately, I still have a heart with persistent and unremitting. About two years ago, when I was just a college freshman in America, I thought the most two words was “give up”. As a native born American, he or she would never understand me, who is an English as a second language learner, how hard would be learning English to me. I really did not have the confidence and courage to finish the two years college courses because my English level did not reach the college level, also I have to take care of my family and my two little children. Based on the above factors, which always made me had the idea of giving up.