Personal Narrative: I Am Jose Luis Ortiz-Vega

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I’m Jose Luis Ortiz-Vega and I was born and raised in San Jose, California. My parents on the other hand were born in Mexico. My mom was born in Guadalajara and my dad in Tonala. They both came over to the United States at a young age because they wanted to find what they call the “American Dream.” Soon they had six kids which I was one of them. From the start I never really liked school at all. I mean from what I can recall, I would always hide in the slide at PreSchool and tried to stay hidden until my mom came to finally pick me up. That changed when I entered Elementary school and opened up a little to my other classmates. I would actually play and be friends with them and never stray away. There were rough times in my life that I found hard to adjust to. I was not as smart as the others kids in my class. How I knew this was because I would always be taken away by a teacher of some sort and she would help me with reading, writing, and all that other stuff. The teacher would always ask me a series of question like “How you feeling?” and “What subjects are you doing bad at?.” This course went on until I graduated from elementary …show more content…
I see this time as like my downfall and the reason behind why I was doing this was because of the friends that I had back then. The friends I had weren’t the smartest around or the nicest ones at all so that influenced me throughout middle school. These friends were really rude and dumb, but I stuck with them because I didn’t have anyone else to hang around or be with since I was so shy. At times, they would lie, cheat, and criticize others to get what they wanted which is something that I let influenced me. I soon recognized what they were doing and ended up not being there friends by the end of eighth grade. The most important thing that I can remember from middle school was how I opened up in a new

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