My life was a mess at the beginning. It all started in the year 2007. I was in grade 7 at that time. I used to be that boy who loved to sit with his friends play around and laugh on stupid jokes just to have fun. Almost everything changed that year nothing stayed the same again. I enjoyed my time a lot with my friends never saw that day coming. That they will all turn against me just because I refused to give them the homework on a Sunday morning. I used to give them the homework all the time. However this time it was different. The homework would have a huge effect on my final grade. I was scared that’s why I never gave them the paper. I felt that change like a wound deeply in me that really hurts I got stabbed by them for more than ten times. My friends who were my second family in school became my enemies unworthy of my trust anymore. It’s funny how the world really spins in a way that even if you get stabbed more than once you keep going on and on. I knew that they were capable of destroying anytime I gave up. I felt frustrated at first from them but I continued my way alone I gathered my strength again. What was similar to my life and Jimmy Baca life was simple determination that held us together, without determination we could face our struggles and issues and over came them. Me and Jimmy Baca wanted to prove something that was very simple which was that we both deserve to live with respect cause we deserve it, we aren’t saying that we are better than everyone else me and Jimmy Baca are saying it out loud we deserve respect that was our ultimate goal. I didn’t get respect in school. Trying to achieve that goal was hard because of the obstacles I faced in life. That made me struggle a lot in some cases yes I suffere... ... middle of paper ... ...t in school and that includes your own classmates. I was dismissed then heading to my class. The next morning I was announced by the Head master that I would be the Head boy this year. My classmates here had to change plans. Because now they needed me so much I was the closest to the head master. I became their favorite friends each and every one of them. Time carried on they felt that they treated me unfairly so everybody apologized to me. I didn’t however want the apologize as much as I really needed them by side. As I said before it is funny how the earth spin we have an old saying in Arabic that I would like to end my essay with which is: “ A day Passes for you, and a day Passes against you however there will be a day that passes were everyone will be with you”. Works Cited Baca, Jimmy. Coming into Languages. 1992,Writing as Revision, 2011, Mon.24 Feb.2014
While reading the essays of both Malcom X and Baca, I was in awe, inspired, and very reminiscent of my own struggles with both reading and writing. Malcom X, in his essay Homemade Education chronicled his journey from incarceration to finding religion, which inspired his need to share his new passion with others in writing. His inability to articulate fully what he had a fire to share drove what he called his “…prison studies.” Baca in his Essay Coming into Language detailed his journey in and out of jail after a chaotic childhood, and his first encounter with a book filled with photo’s of men who shared his heritage, who achieved great things; allowing for a pride in his identity as a Chicano, planting a seed for his journey to literacy.
Jimmy Baca’s story “Coming into Language” describes his emotional childhood and what he went through while in prison. At seventeen Baca still didn’t know how to read or write. Throughout the story, he shares his struggle with language and how prison eventually brought himself to learn how to read and write. Jimmy Baca then uses examples in his story explaining how he admired language and used it to free himself from the cruel world he grew up in.
Jimmy S.Baca use of metaphors, similes, imagery, diction, tone and mood are used in a very effective way in his essay Coming into Language. His use of metaphors and similes really give the reader a visual, helping develop imagery. Baca’s use of imagery paints pictures in the reader’s head but also develops a type of emotion by the use of diction. The word choice used provides the reader with an understanding of where the author is coming from leading us into tone and mood. The author’s tone starts off very low but by the end of the essay you will feel very satisfied.
My life was no walk in the park, as young as I was with so many responsibilities I will always be the person to take charge when it’s needed. Over the years I have begun to understand the meaning of perseverance. With so little to give I openly want to make the day before different from the present. With nothing but empty hands I was clueless on how to change the way I was laying out my life. Again, there was so many ways this man taught me to keep going. He told me that “Life will always kick you too your knees, but remember its all about getting back up and proving everyone wrong” I didn’t understand how I was supposed to get off my knees, Metaphorically you just stand up right? I was completely unaware of the fight I had ahead of me, and too this day im struggling to get off my knees. Over the years I learned to cope with the fact that things don’t change as fast as we want them too. I know understand that, The wisdom I learn from people isn’t just some old person saying nonsense. In the future its going to prove itself useful, by the time you realize you should have listened its after you know you made the same mistake they told you to
Is it possible to make vital life changes to become a better person at heart? Who’s the one that can help you? The only person that will get you up on your feet is yourself, and you have to believe deeply to make those changes. In this essay there are many main points that are being brought across to explain the problems and wisdom that arose from Baca’s life as an inmate. It talks about how he was grown up into an adult and the tragedies that he had to face in order to become one. Later I fallow steps that lead to the purpose and rhetorical appeals of Baca’s essay. The purpose dealt with the cause and effect piece and problem/ solution structure.
I guess today is another thrilling day, and this morning I wake up at 4 o’clock in the morning to get ready to work by 5 am. My brother Thorn and I walked there and we were a bit late today. And I didn’t even have any breakfast. Once we got there, we started to work immediately. Then someone stared at me. It was the man in the uniform. He yelled at me just because I whispered to the other person sitting next to me then I saw some kids playing in the street and I felt very disappointed and jealous. Why I can’t go out side and play in the street like these kids but I guess that’s part of life. We usually get two breaks during the day, Lunch and dinner. But today I didn’t get any break. And I have to work straight though it. I’m starving and my hands are very sore. I usually have to work 14 hours a day but since Thomas Edison invented the light bulb I only have to work for 10 hours. And finally my work is done and it’s 5pm. My wage is 20 cents a day but most of the boys who are younger than me get 25cent per day or even 30cents per day. I don’t know why but my parents say that I have to work or we have to live on the streets
It was the fourth year of my school carrier. In other words, the year of truth if I would make the cut to the higher education track. I was nervous because I knew that I would be capable of going this route, but I the feeling of concern was stronger because I haven’t had performed very well in my fourth year so far. At the end of the school year, I received the shocking news that I didn’t make the cut to go to the school which would have had allowed me to go to University later on in my life. I was sad, disappoint in myself, and lost self-esteem in my educational abilities. At this time, I was more embarrassed then able to realize the real benefit of a system which early on tracks children’s
And while the details of the arguments that caused these altercations are lost to me now, all I can remember is the distrust and rejection that ravished my identity the moment their bodies made physical contact with mine. Living a life that was constructed by them and for them, I was utterly lost when the feelings of trust and acceptance died. I had committed myself to taking part in extracurricular clubs that stepped up my involvement and got me closer to getting ahead, and I had achieved a status that was somewhat unmatchable for others in regard to my popularity because of my success, but all of this seemed pointless because of the confusion that my parents
Life has so many amazing things to offer. I tried hard to get where I am at in life. I wanted to give up so many times but why give up when want you’re working for is right at your fingertips. I did extra classes so that I could graduate a year early in high school; it was hard, I wanted to give up so I started d to fail paper. My mom stepped in and told me it’s my education I can do what I want. She said, you are better than a quitter Stormmie, if you want something go for it no matter how hard life gets. All because of my mother showed me she believed that I could keep going, I didn’t give up. I achieved way more than I ever imaged I would in high school. I graduated a year early and got valedictorian in my graduating class. This helps
i didn 't feel like my myself as the weeks went by. i noticed a change, as in how they both acted whenever i was around. at anytime i would enter the classroom for music and one of them would be leaving i would put my head down. also, if i spotted them at lunch, they would roll their eyes and laugh. i noticed my attitude towards them changing because of it. i would wonder why things ended up so badly. it was as if this time i was a completely different person. the day came that my mom spoke to me and said, “dwelling on a situation won 't make anything better, what you have to do is move on” .ever since that day, it made me realize that my biggest mistake was letting friendship get to me. it impacted me so much, to the point where my attitude changed completely and the way i was acting towards others changed. i noticed that i wouldn’t smile as much as i used to, or even talk that much. in fact, i tried so hard to avoid several because i didn’t want to believe things had changed. nonetheless, the day came where something finally snapped and made me realize that i had to move on from the
I had expected my performance in school to make me truly happy when it really couldn’t. When something as important as my identity failed me, I felt empty. Although the real reason for this emptiness was unimportant, it revealed a much larger and deeper issue. Instead of putting my confidence in unfailing love, I had let a worldly concern determine my
Have you ever had a time in your life where you felt like everything was just dumped on you? I did, and undoubtedly it happened just as I came to school at State University. That saying, “When it rains, it pours,” just seemed to fit me perfectly. Within a two week period one of my friends from high school committed suicide, my grandma went in the hospital, and my boyfriend broke up with me. Yet, from these experiences in my life, I grew, more than I have ever grown before. This is why I am writing about it. Although, everyone goes through hard times, there were not many people out there who related to me. That is why it was hard to get help when it was needed. Maybe someone can learn from my experience and be just as strong as I was.
At the young age of ten, I was faced with a situation that has had one of the largest influences in who I am today. My parents’ divorce has and still currently plays a role in my life that has affected my drive for motivation bringing diverse perspectives. At such a young age, I was filled with such remorse, discouragement, and fear. My educational abilities were collapsing, along with some of my common social activities. I was absent-minded due to my adolescent understanding and confusion of the situation. I became emotionally depleted coming eye to eye with what I was promised would never happen. My personal connections with my family gradually became diminished, from what I kept so valuable. I was placed in a situation that tore apart my contentment, arrogance, and self motivation. It wasn’t until years later, I took my position as a chance to transform my bleakness into a strong desire for greatness.
When I left my room, my mother knew that I had gone through a rough time, and I did not want to talk to her about it. Even though there was only a month left in my school year, I promised myself that I would be completely truthful to my friends, my family, my heritage, and myself. I expected all my friends to leave me, but I was fully prepared for this. However, none of this ever happened. My friends didn’t leave me, I wasn’t alone at the lunch table, I wasn’t even seem differently by those around me. I had failed my family by doing this, and I wished I had stopped acting like someone I wasn’t sooner. This is one of the only mistakes I have made which I consider a failure because it had taken me close to a year to fix, and this is why I consider it my most successful failure.
To help students up the ladder, school indirectly teaches its students about respect. Although not found on the pages of any text book, learning lessons in respect can be very helpful. The idea of respect starts with teachers and often branches to the development of peer and self respect. Everyone has experienced a teacher that they couldn't stand and dreaded going to that class. It was times like that which challenged the respect that had begun to develop. In eight grade, my english teacher was one of the mose mean people I have ever met. I got a 0 on a quiz because I spelled one word wrong (it was not a spelling quiz). I hated going to her class, half the time, I just wanted to scream at her.