Literacy Autobiography Playing sports, socializing with friends, and working – All reasons why I am an alliterate reader and writer. I never realized the importance of paying attention in school to learn to read and write properly when I was younger. Although I graduated from high school and have a diploma, the lack of initiative and motivation in school has led me to be an alliterate reader and writer today. While in high school, playing sports was more important then learning how to read and write properly. Socializing with friends and going out to have fun was another reason why I did not learn how to write proficiently.
Senior Immigrant Interview Name: Samantha Doccy Date: 9/14/14 I interviewed a woman named Maribel. Maribel is 83 years old and lives in live at Wood River Village in Bensalem. She moved in 1964 because she wanted her children to grow up in the United States. “I wanted my children to live where they would not be judged for who they were.” Maribel grew up in a very small town in Puerto Rico that was not very accepting of people who were different. She had a gay brother at a time when this was considered unacceptable.
Since he was born, they had decided he wasn’t going to stay at home, that he would just be at home. Even while he was living with his grandparents. When he had went St. Anthony’s he wasn’t old enough for him to go to school so he had stayed there with the other kids while his brother Meiyo had went. When he was living at the detention center they had registered him into high school but he didn’t know how to read or write. He was ashamed, embarrassed, and didn’t tell anyone and just failed all his classes.
That caused Greg to go to an old house, where he found Lemon Brown, where he was terrified for some minutes and experienced a dangerous situation. Though Mike and Greg both faced similar unpleasant situations before facing the main problem, they were also different in several ways. Mike came from a high maybe you could use UPPER middle class family while Greg came from a lower middle class background. Mike was not having academic problems in school and dated a girlfriend; he had a relatively stress-free life. Greg, on the other hand, was having serious academic problems at school and consequently couldn’t do what he most wanted: play in the basketball team.
In the book all off his class peers disliked him for no apparent reason, they thought just because he acted a bit weird they decided not to talk to him or pay attention to him. Robert did not care about school, he did not listen in class and his grades were not very good, he even said he does not care about school. So as you can see Robert Billings was one of those kids who did not care very much
I grew up with family, a few friends, but most importantly music. I’ve always had a pretty large family, my momma has six sisters and one brother, but it’s always been broken apart. My dad ran off, but my step-dad has always been there. Because I felt my dad never wanted me, I constantly tried impressing my stepdad, which, among other things, resulted in me playing TPR football for four years. Because I always tried impressing people, I never felt as if I fit in anywhere.
During freshman year I never kept track of anything, except for friends. My grades were always down and barley manageable. I was very irresponsible and immature. I would play around too much, never thinking about the consequences. Once I became a sophomore I already finished my summer conditioning for football.
Those were questions I asked myself in disgust. This was a boy who grew up poor, had little or no guidance for any adult figures in his life and had basically raised himself to this point. He was bouncing around from school to school and just seemed to be getting lost in the system, which was setting him up for failure. I truly believe that the lack of education Meechy had in the past was having a profound affect on how he acted. I later figured out it was because he felt as if no one cared about what happened to him, that he figured he was not worth being paid attention to.
Moving to the small town of Pleasantville was definitely a struggle, especially because the kids of Northview High were “unfriendable.” My Papa’s AA meetings weren’t assisting with the living conditions at home: I still returned most nights to the sight of him passed out in a puddle of his own vomit. Days were long and nights were even longer; not to mention I never really felt my mother’s warm touch. She left us before I developed the ability to make memories so it’s just been us guys. I guess I seem to have simply disregarded all of it after so many years of disappointment. The hardships in my life were most of what shaped me into what I became that day.
Before my grandfather was diagnosed, my family and I noticed small changes such as forgetting the placement of his personal items and having behavioral changes. We thought it was just “senior” symptoms or minor things and that he wanted our attention, because I was always busy with schoolwork and the varsity basketball team and my family was always busy with work. It was until my family and I had discovered that my grandfather had stopped exercising at the park for two weeks, constantly being easily irritated, being confused of his surrounding, such as staring off to space when we were asking him questions, and forgetting the placement of items, such as keys, that we realized that there was something wrong with him. Consequently, my dad made the earliest appointment possible for my grandfather to see his home doctor. After having the MRI and PET scans, the doctors also tested my grandfather across many domains such as memory, language, problem solving, and perceptual skills.