Moving to Mexico. At first I was excited to go, something new was so exciting and, also, I loved mexico. My cousins were very fun to play with. My uncles had various animals, cows, goats, dogs, horses, and cats. It was very entertaining to watch them eat and play, do their work. My brother and I had to enter school. It was frightening we didn 't know anyone, and Spanish wasn 't familiar to neither of us. I only wrote in English. My mother tried to teach us before we entered school and we did learn, what was really hard, was to get in school! The director gave a lot of excuses and didn 't want me or my brother to get in so we lost that year, sadly. We lived in Michoacan, and my parents suddenly started having problems and my mom decided to …show more content…
This director did let us in, she was very nice. It was scary the first day and I guess for my brother too as well. He was depressed because of my parents problems. I understand him now. I was very lucky my cousin was in my class. He helped me out a lot and I helped my brother too, as much as I could, but he flunked and lost another year of class. I didn 't, I guess because I wanted to see how much I can do for myself. I never cared for school until I got there, maybe I started to realize how important it was and how much I loved school. My brother was in 2nd grade and I was in 5th grade.He was 8 and I was 11. At first I cried because of my grades, they were low. My mom would tell me “Don 't be harsh on yourself, this is new, you are new. Don 't expect to get good grades the first month. It 's alright”. It made me feel better. my grades started to get better and better, mostly in English. I literally gave the English class and I loved it. I loved the idea that I was helping others to learn something. They would always come to me and ask how to spell a word and I loved …show more content…
To earn a diploma and to be at 3rd place at least, of 60 students. I knew it was going to be hard because a teacher hated me and always would put hard stuff to me but I didn 't care I still did my best. I cried at night because of the bad times he made me pass. Because I missed my dad, I missed United states. but still at the end I earned my diploma and I got 3rd place. I was so happy for myself because of all I have passed and problems, I earned everything I wanted with hard work. It was sad because my dad hasn 't been in any of my graduations i 've had and neither will he be on the upcoming one. None of my both parents will be here. I finished middle school in Mexico and then entered la preparatoria (high school) I made new friends. I started to become more social and secure of myself. I finished my semester and then decided this December to go and visit my grandma and my dad. When I got there the first thing I found out is that I had 2 other brothers and well a lot of personal stuff about my dad and his problems with my
There is this teenage girl name Leah who lived in New York, she was ending her first year of high school as a freshman at Flushing High School. On the last month of classes around June she was hanging around with her best friend Henry. After class, they would hang out together and go to the city to explore and waste time, but there was one thing Leah had to tell Henry, her family had to move to Mexico because her parents thought that they will have a better life. So Leah had to leave with them. She told Henry about her moving with her family to Mexico, so they decided to go out to places before she left. They went out to the theatres, walked around the city, and get something to eat like Burger Kings or McDonalds. It was soon Leah had to leave,
In conclusion, for many, Mexico is simply a country on a map. Even becoming a place that they wish to keep from and forget. For others like me, however; it was a place that hasn’t only reconnected me with my culture, but a home where I had the good fortune of reuniting me with my loved ones. Also, having had helped me come to terms with myself, my trip allowed me to find myself and recover what I had left
present because they had to stay in Mexico. The truth is that I knew my uncles, since I would see them at family reunions every now and then, but I never
I was devastated that I had to possibly get some of my summer taken away, or re taking the same grade and not going to high school on time. I mostly was just so embarrassed that I had to go through that and not have it easy like others. I then realized that I couldn't give up so easily I needed to just pick myself up and think positive. I knew that I could do it I had to I couldn't just sit for the rest of the year and retake the year. I started to pick up my slack and do what I had to do to pass the 8th
For me adapting a new language was tough because where I came from we don’t verbalize English. So, before we move to the United States I had to get that primary knowledge of English in a short duration. At that time I consummated my one semester of 9 the grade. My parents thought of dropping me out school, so I can just focus on English. Since then my main focus was to learn English. I think that was the hardest thing I have done in my life. Day by day I was learning incipient thing, but I wasn’t quit understanding the language.
People have sacrificed many things in order to improve the circumstances of their family in the future. Most parents do anything they can for their child to have a brighter future. However, immigrants are having to leave their families behind in Mexico to take the dangerous path to the United States to find work that can provide for their children back at home. It is difficult for a person to make the choice of whether or not to go to the United States for work to have better opportunities, or to stay with their families and struggle throughout their life. Illegal Mexicans should remain coming to the U.S for a better opportunities for them and their families.
When I was growing up, I struggled a great deal in school! In third grade I started a new school. They had three tiers of classes. One with the regular kids, another with kids that needed a little bit of help in math and reading, and thirdly, a category that had mentally retarded children learning life skills. I was being placed in that third tier. I absolutely loved school before they had placed me in that class. All that
I had a good year in first grade. I became the best artist in the class. I started getting better at English. My first word was “bathroom.” I made two friends Michelle Sherman and Karen Calle. After that I started feeling better and actually liking this school. Everything felt better and worked out great!
I liked how the teacher let us pick a topic that we like instead of the teacher choosing the topic for us.I have seen myself using much more tools on editing and making new projects.I have told myself that I will never get through this and it isn't possible to finish.I have been shown that you can accomplish anything and that you just have to think about what I am going to do.I told the teacher I didn't know what to do,so I created a website and started to work on it.Then I started to post facts and soccer videos and I told myself that I was only go ...
Other things in my life changed as well. I started to care about school, and developed a love for learning. My grades reflected this, and soon I began to like school again. I became cheerful and jubilant in my own ways. I was still under the clutches of my computer addiction, but things were looking up. I made some new friends in my class, and was generally a nicer person. I started listening to the same songs I always have, but at the same time branched out to different genres. I became a better person both in and out of my
My senior year of high school I decided to dedicate my self to school work. All I did was take school a little more seriously and pay attention. Before you know it I had made the honor roll for the first time and continue to make it the rest of the year. Finally the extra work was reflecting in my grades. My parents were glad to see that my education had some meaning.
First event that I accomplished was when I got my high school diploma. Even though finishing high school was not an easy task for me, those days were the best moments of my life. I always knew that if I would finish high school and then hold the diploma in my hands I would always make my parents and of course feel very proud. My parents are proud because I am their oldest child and I am the first who graduated high school successfully. This is my first year in college, I am majoring biology, and some day I would have not a high school graduation but I would be a graduate from college. My dream is to be a physician assistant. I hope that some day I will achieve all of my goals. When I would get my degree it would be one of my greatest accomplishments.
I was able to overcome many problems and challenge myself in different aspects. At the very beginning of the year, I was very sensitive and having a bad experience meant a bad life to me. Later on, I started to realize what I am doing in school, and why I am here… I understood that life without ups and downs means you're died.
I always wanted to get good grades and challenged myself which help me get in the honor role in my two years in row, but that doesn't mean I am a perfect student. As, student going to high school can boost my confidence in the classroom and help improve my average writing skills. In Middle School, I was a part of clubs such as NJHS (National Junior Honor Society) and Service Learning, and being member of these clubs I become a well shape student overall by being optimistic and enthusiasm about school and I was given the opportunity to change the culture of my school and the community. When I am not doing school work, I enjoy playing sports, especially football, so by going to high school I can continue where I left off. Being a student with right mind set, transitioning to high school won’t be I hard, but I know I will have new challenges I have to overcome and long lasting experiences which will get me ready for life.
In six grade, I had to interact with other kids. I slowly learned that I could talk to them, by the middle of the year. The learning in that class in the middle of the school year wasn’t the greatest. I learned a lot and grew a lot during that year, from being scared in the beginning of having friends in the end of the year. I had a great teacher named Mrs. Sandoval who really gave me the help I needed.