To whom it may concern, As I ponder the academic future of my child, I sit down and think of my academic past. I attended Hatch Middle School when I was a teenager. I didn’t like it, at all. I was bullied for no reason. I was always worried about being beaten because of my ethnic background.
I felt like they all tried to intimidate us about junior high school. Always reminding us that we are “up a creak without a paddle” trying to make us work harder. I also didn’t enjoy class because of the environment; our freedom was restricted due to the bubble of protection around us. Thinking about it now I feel as though the staff was over bearing trying to mature us to quickly. Overall middle school was the worst two years of my life.
Ms.flowers, Ms.Jenkins, and Ms.david etc they always wanted me in trouble. My first year there a teacher pushed me by my neck and made me trip which opened up the middle of my forehead now I have a permeate scar. In their classes they I just stayed quiet. In school all I did was my work I was never on a team. I dislike anything with a group because I don’t like sharing answers or helping people with work the teacher just explained.
I will be writing a report on migration from Mexico to the USA which has become a big factor in the past few centuries. The four USA states that border Mexico are California, Arizona, New Mexico, and Texas. The Mexican states which border USA are Baja California, Sonora, Chihuahua, Coahuila, Nuevo León, and Tamaulipas. Every year 1+ million Mexicans migrate to the USA every year for social, economic, political and environmental reasons. 10,000 people cross the Mexican border every week, each have their own reasons but the factors that influence them are the same.
ENG 103-04 Essay September 11, 2012 I wasn’t always motivated to excel in my school work. Years back I didn’t care about school or anything I was hanging with the wrong crowd and playing the part as being a bad child. My mother I always wanted me to change and get focused about life but I was already too far gone. One day I stepped into my class and my whole demeanor changed. I met a woman named Mrs. Renee Troupe Clear.
He wasn’t going to stop for a long while but luckily, Pheobe cried enough that he finally stopped. After he was done with me, I had to calm Pheobe down because she was still crying. She really was. Then what was even worse, he already knew I was kicked out of Pencey so I couldn’t even try to lie. So the bastard enrolled me into another school, but that didn’t go all well either and I ended up running away.
Finally the awards were over and it was time to pack up and leave a lot of kids in our class placed, but I didn’t care I still fell short of going to state. We were walking out to the bus and I was ticked I didn’t want to talk to anyone and I just wanted to get on the bus curl up in the corner of the seat and cry. Which is just what I did once we started leaving I sat next to Jason and buried my head in his arm and cried because after all the hard work and time and long days after school that I had put into that project it wasn’t enough I didn’t pull through the qualify to go even further. I finally got to see the paper results and I missed 2nd place by 14 points. I was silent the whole bus ride home I had nothing to say.
While country-wise speaking, Mexico is the one contributed the largest number of immigrants – 94,783 (13.7%). The study on multicultural issues in counseling has been on for decades, and as the ever-increasing number of immigrants and foreign aliens, the awareness of importance of multicultural respects in counseling has increased, too. Normally, multicultural study does not provide a clear distinction between American minority groups who have lived in the major society for a significantly long period (ex. minority born and raised in the USA) and those who newly immigrated. Although the latter group can be facing a much more extreme challenge of cultural difference, they are rarely studied as a distinctive subgroup (Brilliant, 2000).
Sometimes, I used to cry after coming back home from school because I did not know what the homework meant. My teachers would try to explain it to me, but it never worked because they were explaining it in English. Although, I was the best math student in my class, I would stand in the border of passing and failing for the word problems would take me down. In addition to my problems in school, when I came to US with my family in 2008, they city was firing workers exceedingly. The biggest unemployment rate was probably
These beliefs have been passed down from generation to generation along with their strong family orientation. Hispanics are known for their large families. Just the other day my dad was asked how many kids he had, he said one, surprised the cashier said “one? But you are Mexican.” As if it was mandatory for Hispanics to have many kinds. The truth is most Hispanics are the same size as any other culture, the only difference is that we do not use terms such as second cousin or cousins cousin.