Walking the halls, not knowing where to go was very frustrating. In the back of my head all I wanted to do was get up and leave but I knew that was not possible. A few weeks into the school year, I became more confident in my surrounding. I knew where all my classes were and how to navigate the school. Although I knew my way around the school, I was still facing a bigger problem; I had no
The instructor said, Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you--- Then, it will be true. Is it really that easy? I am a fifteen year old teenager, born in Wilmington I go to school in Greensboro, but I do not belong. I plan to go to college far away from here, because I simply do not belong.
So when I started my shift we got ready and set off for the bus. The service user A was saying how happy she was that I was taking her to town. As she is a wheel chair user, I repeated what she had said as it was difficult to hear as I was stood behind her and she also has speech problems so isn't always coherent. While on the bus service user A was talking about the up and coming holiday and saying how excited she was about it . At this time I'm in front of her and it makes it a little easier to understand her but I still repeat everything she says to me as the noise on the bus can still make it a bit difficult to understand her.
He's so dreamy! I wish my mom would buy me that, but we don't ever have any money to spend on that kind of stuff!” my friend said this, “Well, you could always DOWNLOAD it off of the internet for free!” (she told me how to do it) after I got off the phone with her I couldn't wait to download my first batch of songs but, it didn't stop there. Growing up in my life has never been easy, we CONSTANTLY run out of Nutella, my curfew is only 8:30pm On school nights, and I have to take the trash out EVERY NIGHT. With that in mind, I thought swapping music online would give other repressed children an opportunity to see some positivity In their cruel lives. I thought it was the right thing to do.” Given the consequences Brianna LaHara faces, I believe the “Clean State Program” is a very reasonable program.
I asked my consoler if there was a misprint or if they had gotten rid of the program altogether. Mrs. Walker replies, “I’m sorry to inform you Shelby, but our school budget couldn’t cover the cost.” I was really looking forward to enrolling in a class that would get me my license in cosmetology.
Americans never just sit back and ever truly relax. Personally, I cannot say I am any different than your typical American. If I’m not at work, I’m at school; if I’m not at school, I’m doing homework or cleaning. Every free chance I get after that is spent with my family and friends doing something entertaining. So even when I am free from all of my responsibilities, I still don’t ever truly feel “relaxed”.
When I decided to go back to school, knew that college would help me refresh my brain in certain areas that I may need improvement on. I also returned to school because I want a job that will fit with me. Since I have been out of high school, I have had quite a few jobs. The jobs that were employed at, I knew that those jobs were what I did not want to have a career out of for the rest of my life. So, after all the different jobs I had back to back and me not being satisfied with either one.
Third month, I finally accept the fact I’m going to America. But another problem came out, I don’t know how to speak English, even we have English class at school, but they just teach the basic conversation. its just like a huge boom throw it my life, so my mom got me a tutor, and I hate that
However, this change will only be temporary. One of the major changes I need to do is to manage my time wisely. When I made the decision of going back to school, I was conscious about the things I needed to give up to make time for school. I know that many times I will have to say “no” to family events and to reunions with friends because I will have to do homework. "Don't say you don't have enough time.
James began again saying, “I grabbed them and my whole family and we sat on the roof.” He finished the rest of his story, telling us that they had to go to the Superdome for shelter. It was not very safe there, so he took his family and they sought shelter with relatives. The other girls and I held back tears as we listened. He told us about how people were still trying to rebuild their homes, and most were just making it by. The bus pulled up and we hugged the men goodbye, thankful for the humbling experience they offered us that day.