“La education es muy imporante. Es una de las cosas mas sagradas que puedes tener. Alguien te puede quitar tu casa, tu carro, y hasta tus calzones. Pero nadie te puede quitar lo que tienes en la cabeza. Tu education y experencias. Entonces ten la mente libre y abierta para siempre aprender."
These are the words my mom would always recite to me as I was growing up at the moments I felt a great desperation at school. I was a bilingual student trying to learn and read English. At the same time I was trying to maintain the Spanish language. My kinder class was mainly taught in Spanish but my mom believed that the reason for a bilingual class to learn both and to improve in both. She hired a tutor for me to work with me on my English. In first grade …show more content…
Academically, I was excelling but I was just having a rough time emotionally. My parents were going threw a hard time in their marriage and I remember hearing them argue at night. I would pick up a book and I would just loose myself in this other world to not think of what was going on. I began reading a series known as “The Twilight Saga” and it blew me away. After that series there was a while I did not know what to read. I would begin reading a book and the after a few chapters I stopped. I started feeling a little depressed for the reason I had no way of expressing what I felt. I did not feel confortable to tell my mom to express what I felt since I didn’t want to cause her any problems. I knew my mom had noticed something going on and one day asked me, “Since you like books, why not write a book? Write what you feel and get creative!” Deep down, I think she knew what my problem was. And I was necia for a while, and didn’t do it. I refused because I did not think it would help a bit, until one day I picked up a pen and a journal and decided to just write …show more content…
I came across a female resident there who did not know how to read or write well. She was 85 years old and only knew the very basic. When I asked her why she answered that she had to quit school at a young age (specifically she left halfway threw 2nd grade) in order to help her parents raise her younger siblings. Her whole life she had lived as a housewife and survived with the little she knew. She relied on her siblings and husband for help. Luckily, I was able to work with her (using books that I had a home) and I told her that I learned to read with a book series named “Junnie B Jones” which was at a 2/3 grade level. I worked with her twice a week for 2 months staright. At the end of those two months I gave her a Junnie B Jones book that I had from my library to keep. It wasn’t until I saw her again once I gave her that book when she told me that she had finished reading it and she laughed so hard. The last time I ever did see this lady, she told me “Thank You” for the reasons that she never believed that after 86 years of living, she would be able to read a book. It gave me a warm feeling
These are the words my mom would always recite to me as I was growing up at the moments I felt a great desperation at school. I was a bilingual student trying to learn and read English. At the same time I was trying to maintain the Spanish language. My kinder class was mainly taught in Spanish but my mom believed that the reason for a bilingual class to learn both and to improve in both. She hired a tutor for me to work with me on my English. In first grade …show more content…
Academically, I was excelling but I was just having a rough time emotionally. My parents were going threw a hard time in their marriage and I remember hearing them argue at night. I would pick up a book and I would just loose myself in this other world to not think of what was going on. I began reading a series known as “The Twilight Saga” and it blew me away. After that series there was a while I did not know what to read. I would begin reading a book and the after a few chapters I stopped. I started feeling a little depressed for the reason I had no way of expressing what I felt. I did not feel confortable to tell my mom to express what I felt since I didn’t want to cause her any problems. I knew my mom had noticed something going on and one day asked me, “Since you like books, why not write a book? Write what you feel and get creative!” Deep down, I think she knew what my problem was. And I was necia for a while, and didn’t do it. I refused because I did not think it would help a bit, until one day I picked up a pen and a journal and decided to just write …show more content…
I came across a female resident there who did not know how to read or write well. She was 85 years old and only knew the very basic. When I asked her why she answered that she had to quit school at a young age (specifically she left halfway threw 2nd grade) in order to help her parents raise her younger siblings. Her whole life she had lived as a housewife and survived with the little she knew. She relied on her siblings and husband for help. Luckily, I was able to work with her (using books that I had a home) and I told her that I learned to read with a book series named “Junnie B Jones” which was at a 2/3 grade level. I worked with her twice a week for 2 months staright. At the end of those two months I gave her a Junnie B Jones book that I had from my library to keep. It wasn’t until I saw her again once I gave her that book when she told me that she had finished reading it and she laughed so hard. The last time I ever did see this lady, she told me “Thank You” for the reasons that she never believed that after 86 years of living, she would be able to read a book. It gave me a warm feeling