Last name 1 Name teacher’s name English 109 February 6, 2013 Always Immigrant. I was just 12 years old when my parents decided to look up for new horizons. I was too young to decide what was best thing for me. Even when I didn’t understand much, I didn’t like the idea of coming to a new country and start all over again. I was scared because I didn’t know anybody besides a few uncles.
Jose Ramos Blk. 2 Personal Statement Response for Prompt #2 Word Count = 510 When I was still in my mother’s stomach, she told herself that her son has a gift given to him from god. It all began in the summer of 2009; I was 15 years old but full of lots of issues that I had to take on during that age but it all changed after I switched schools. Soon after arriving to my new school in Santa Cruz, I met my assigned counselor Lue Lutz. He was quite tall so it felt awkward at first because I never had a counselor so tall and also I was shy to talk with him.
I try looking for a job first to take care of my daughter and pay for my finances but that wasn’t successful. I needed to have a high school degree and a few years’ experience. It was a few days before I contacted Student Services at a nearby school and enrolled immediately. My journey has just begun and I never knew the road to success could be so difficult. I had many sleepless nights and so many assignments I thought I would never finish.
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So I got married at 17 and started just playing the house wife and mom, till it came to me having to find a job. I went everywhere trying to find a job, and it seemed like all the jobs I could get were jobs at McDonalds and burger king. I knew deep down then that I had to come up with something to give my children a better life. It took me about 5 years after my second son was born to actually get my GED. I would go try to take the test and never finish because I felt I couldn’t do it.
Part of my earning was going toward helping my mother. So that let me with a few dollars in my pocket to enjoy with my friends. Being a prep cook was not easy to enjoy. After two years of working at the local supermarket being a part-time prep cook, I had decided it was time to move on. This was my worst job experience I have held so
My Firsts Days in U.S. When I first came to U.S I was 16 years old. In the beginning of my new life in U.S was a little frustrating because of the language. For me was a very difficult thing and even now it still is. And in the following paragraphs I’m going to tell you some of my experiences on my first days in U.S. As soon as we came to U.S my mom told me that I have to start the school but she said “don’t worry the school is bilingual, they going to give you the classes in Spanish and they going to teach you English too” so I didn’t worry.
Her father moved in with me to my parent’s house. I graduated with A’s and B’s, which was hard. In the next three years we had two more kids. Then he started acting funny. He couldn’t hold a job down for more than a month.
I was an only child by then, so she was my partner always. As I grew, I stopped paying attention to Wanda, because I was too worried with school, friends and my two baby siblings, so she became more a nuisance than a loved pet. June of 2009 my father told me that my dog had cancer, and that she would not live more than six months. From that day on every free time I had, I was with her. Playing, caressing her, or just sitting by her side.
82, I learned how to speak English very fast. When I was in elementary school I was always the fat kid the other kids used to tease because of my weight. I played it off like I didn’t care but deep down it hurt my feelings. I was always the troublemaker my mother had to come to my school every year because I always misbehaved in school. The biggest thing that happened in elementary school was one day after school I was in the 5th grade my mom gave me the news that my uncle had died.