I would go try to take the test and never finish because I felt I couldn’t do it. Until December 2011 I keep telling myself that if I didn’t go get it my kids would never have anything and I would be forced to live off the state or my mom. So December came along and I forced myself to go take that test. I was surprised to say I passed everything except my essay part. It took me two weeks to study for the next essay test and I passed with flying colors.
I told my mom when I got back from the doctor. It was really hard to tell her because I told her I was only going to have one kid. When I did, we cried together, and then I told her what I wanted to do with the baby and she supported me 100%. She knows what a hard time I had with my son and she did not want to see me go through that all over again. It took me a while to call the numbers, but when I did I was really scared and nervous.
Like Mr. Rodriguez himself, I did not know English except for those easy words like Hello, Goodbye, how are you, and that's particularly it. Stepping into my first classroom in United States was scary and panic-stricken, especially when you know your the only one who cannot speak English. I remained quiet for weeks and tried my best to learn, quickly found myself watching PBS kids and reading massive amount of books just so I can catch up to the rest of the kids at their whereabouts. The high level of anxiety will struck because public
My parents came home that night and told me what Mrs. Brandt’s concern was. They told me that I would be going to Sylvan Learning Center to get extra tutoring on reading and comprehending. I told my parents that what Mrs. Brandt had told them was all a lie and that I would not be attending Sylvan. They sat me down and told me the importance of comprehending what I read. They said that if I did not increase my comprehension level I would struggle in literature the rest of my life.
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.
I dropped out of school when I had my first child and I didn’t get my high school diploma until I had my 3th child. I was very determined to at least get my high school diploma that was a successful day when I received my High School Diploma. My next challenge was to go to college staying focused. I’ve been part of activities and would stop right in the middle, only because either it wasn’t interesting or I would get frustrated. But I came to find out that it was not a great idea to start something and not finish, only because it would start to become a habit and your life would always be flip flop, plus it wasn’t a good example.
My wife would send me emails stating that Rex was not well. She was very aware of the severity and sought out help from the school. She was sadly turned away, because they did not have a counselor to provide the deployment group counseling that is needed at times of war. She was in a battle of her own that I would not fully understand for seven months. I came time for my something that I had dreamed of.
When I first found out I wouldn’t be graduating, it was an Eye Opener for me. I had no clue what I would do, Consequently, I couldn’t pass the algebra 1 EOC test, along with the SAT or ACT. I thought to myself if I could at least have good enough grades I will get by. I don’t know why I thought that. I just really hoped for the best, later down the road 2 months have passed, I was sitting in 7th period and then my teacher got a call telling me to head down to the guidance counselor called me down, we talked about the direction I was going, my GPA was right where it should be.
Many times when I do essays like this I have my big brother correct it so that way I don’t have any mistakes. I would really like to learn how to know the difference between pronoun and the nouns so my parents won’t get mad with me again because I got bad grades at school because of some thing that I couldn’t learn when I was in Mexico or here so I would like to learn that so my parents don’t ground me again for some stupid thing. The bad thing about my parents grounding me is that they don’t do it for one week they do it for at least two months so that’s the thing that I don’t want to
The restless outsider. Thanks to my mom, I've known how to read and write since I was 3, so my mom insisted that I skipped 1st grade. When I was in 8th grade, I was 12 years old, and that was the year discovered why people don’t recommend that kids skip grades. When the school year started, I found out shocking news. All my girlfriends didn’t like games anymore, all they cared about were boys, clothes, and makeup.