Personal Narrative: Languag Language

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At the age of twelve, I left the woman I love the most in Vietnam to start a new life with my dad in the United States. I was always wondering why my mom decided to stay. But as I have grown up, I realized that she sacrificed to stay there. Two weeks in the US, I started poignant homesickness. I cry, cry a lot, almost crying every night . Crying because I miss my mom, friends, neighbors, remember the crowds and smog choking motorcycle which I hated when I was at home, I miss my homeland. I remember the first day I went to an American middle school, I was clueless, difficulty in communication and the people around me have different cultures, and ethnicity. When in Vietnam, I felt so confident and proud of myself. But in the United States, I started isolating people, I felt inferior and started developing a shell to cover myself from the world. …show more content…

Live in America without knowing English, life is still deadlocked. On the first day of school, I realized how important it is to know English. It was hard to survive in America if I was having trouble speaking English at the age I supposed go to school. Feeling the contempt of others because of my lack of English, I did not hesitate to make myself better so people hardly look at me with eyes of despise. Here, at middle school, I met Mr. Davidson. He was the kindest teacher that I have ever know. He teaches English Language Development class, I felt lucky that I was in his

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