My Life Has Changed Over Time

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As one of the first member of my family who goes to college, things have changed over time. My story begins at a young age but, since then I see how things can changed in a small amount of time. I was 11-year-old when I moved from El Salvador to the United States. And it was the first time I saw, that things were going to changed. I came to the United States without knowing how different my life was going to be and all the changes that were about to happen. When I came to the United States I did not know any word in English. My first language is Spanish, but I was coming to a country where English is the first language people speak. And I knew this, when I stepped into the airport in Dallas, Texas. I was with my brother and my grandfather …show more content…
And we did get the help we needed. When we arrived at our destination Charlotte, North Carolina I saw how things looked different. A few days later, is when I was going to face a big challenge. I was going to start school, I was going to be in 7th grade, and I was going to learn how to speak English. I was really excited because, I was going to meet different people, and learn how to speak English. But that excitement didn’t last like I planned. The first day of school was the scariest out of all the other days. One of the ESL teacher brought me to my first class, and she introduced me to one of her male student who speak Spanish too. I was glad someone was going to help. Oh, God if only I knew how wrong I was. This guy told me a lot of things about him and introduced me to other people who knew Spanish. As the days were passing I started feeling alone. I wasn’t friends with anyone, I didn’t have anyone helping me. I started getting bullied because I did not know how to speak English. My first bully was an African American girl but, what made it sadder was the other people who were Hispanics and spoke Spanish were being bullies too. I couldn’t handle it, and I wanted to …show more content…
She told me “don’t be shy and scared to speak English, just because you think someone is going to make fun of you. Speak and don’t worry that’s how you’ll learn.” It was just those words, the ones I needed. And those words changed me. I started to speak English and I keep learning new words every day. My English was getting better. But I still didn’t know how to read or write. During 9th grade I met another girl name Elyse, she became my best friend. She was the one who gave me books to read. I would stay up all night reading and trying to get better. Every day was the same, and I sure did get better. I started loving books, every month I would make up at list of how many books I had to read in that month. I was good at speaking, listening and reading but I was not good at writing. I finished my high school years without knowing how to write. Sad thing, I know. But that all changed during my first semester in college. I took English 111 with an amazing person and teacher. Her name is Ms. Lisa McAlister. Words cannot describe how amazing she is and the respect I have for her. If it wasn’t for her, I know for sure I would’ve never write any essay. I’m still don’t write good but, Ms. McAlister has given me the sparkle to keep learning new

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