Personal Narrative: Moving To The United States

In addition, when Mr. Antolini who was his English teacher teaches Holden the importance of getting academic experience by going to the school, Holden did not pay so much attention to what Mr. Antolini says. But, after he goes back to home, he decides to go a school again. It means that his thought is changed through his process of constructing identity, and probably his idea towards identity is changed, too. There is one more evidence that shows his way of thinking becomes different from before. In the last chapter, he says, "I sort of miss everybody I told about" (214).

Imagine sitting in math class, and just not being able to pay attention. The teacher is talking about something that will be very important, yet focusing still seems utterly impossible. You feel hungry and longing for something interesting, but you aren’t allowed to have the one thing that can help your situation; a piece of gum. Unfortunately, many schools don’t allow chewing gum on school property. Focus decreases and grades become lower as a result of gum’s absence, and many students lack gum’s dental benefits.

Besides, school wasn't that easy for me because I didn't know English and I couldn't communicate with the people around me nor the teachers. I was the only kid who looks different in my class and has no ideas what the teacher is talking about. It was uncomfortable for me to be around my classmates, but everyone in the class seems to be nice to me because I was the new kid. They didn’t have problems with me and I didn’t have problems with them. As time goes on, I began to feel

I feel I gave up the passion of dancing because I’m trying to make another person happy rather than myself. While being pressured from my family to continue my education, I forget there is more to life than just school. I spend more time completing my assignments rather than spend time with my family. Having no social interaction with friends and family can lead to being depressed while isolating oneself to homework “As I mentioned, some people’s depression seems to be a direct result of their social struggles. They were fine before but have become sad and hopeless in the face of their isolation, rejection, and loneliness” (Ruiz 2).

My mother kept breaking down into tears and my father kept comforting her, and I assumed that it was just a result of my behavior and that it wasn’t a big deal. If I’m being completely honest, I didn’t really care what was wrong. I was blinded by nostalgia and I focused more on the people I had just left behind than the people who had been there for me for the entirety of my life right in front of me. The six hour drive home that followed was miserable, as I refused to talk to anyone. My parents made multiple efforts to begin conversation, as they were curious how the program went.

Reading was my only solace from the realities of struggling in school and not having many friends. When my reading addiction persisted into high school, I started to realize the severity of my actions, and how failure in high school was not an option. I took it upon myself to give up this obsession. Of course, I never expected my withdrawal to be easy, but I understood that the rewards would be worth it. Initially, I was always cranky because books were all I could think about.

I would talk in class but was not able to allow myself to create new friendships. Eventually I began making friends, but they did not bring me the same feelings of joy the others had, so I never allowed myself to be any closer to anyone. I would often spend the lunch period hiding in a bathroom stall crying, not because people had been mean to me or I had problems at home, I just felt so deeply unhappy with myself that I did not know how to deal with it. The sadness was then accompanied by numbness, and I finally thought of a way to deal with it. I started inflicting physical pain upon myself as a way to distract from the emotional turmoil I had been in for so long-- and it worked.

I had an average result, which wasn’t very good. The group result was poor compared to some individual result. Our group members might have trusted eachother too much or felt shy to let their feelings out, but due to this, our team result wasn’t good enough. I believe we could improve on this part and be confident while speaking about what each of us think. It is essential to have 360 feedbacks to make a decision and for this challenge, we didn’t receive personal point of view but rather most of the members just agreed without speaking.

From a young age, I knew that reading was essential to living, but had been rather discouraged from reading for pleasure, due to the environment in which reading was taught. I was put into lower level reading classes and the expectation was lower than what I knew I was capable of. Reading had become a task that meant little to me until I met my sixth grade teacher, Mr. Bassler. With his influence, reading was something brand new and exciting that was not as enticing before. The challenge that literature posed before was utterly destroyed and I became an entirely different person, the person that I am today, writing about my passion for literature.

High school can be rough! You have bundles of homework and to prepare for college. I feel like you have less friends in high school, then you do in grade school, you have all these friends and you’re always spending time together, but once you get in high school, I feel like you lose all your friends. Once you go into high school I feel you get too know who your real friends are. Try not to get too close to friends in high school because you never know if they will stick with you or they end of leaving.