At the age of twelve, I left the woman I love the most in Vietnam to start a new life with my dad in the United States. I was always wondering why my mom did not want to go with us, and our family could live together. But then as I have growing up, I realized that she sacrificed to stay there, so my dad can take care of me better. Remember the first day I went to an American middle school, I was clueless, difficulty in communication and the people around me have different cultures, and ethnicity. When in Vietnam, I felt so confident and proud of myself, but in United States, I started isolating people, I felt inferior and started developing a shell to cover myself from the world.
Language is a key to pursue a life in a foreign country, live in America without knowing English, life is still deadlocked. At the first day of school, I realized how important it is to know English, hard to survive in America if I having trouble speaking English at the age I supposed go to school. Feeling the contempts of other people because of my lack of English, I was willing to make myself better so people would not despise me anymore. Here, at middle school, I met Mr. Davidson, he was the kindest teacher that I have ever known, he teaches English Language Development class, I felt lucky that I was in his class. …show more content…
But Mr. Davison gave me hope that I can do it, I felt so frustrated, I was falling down and too hard to stand up by myself, I learned to be strong like a Roly poly doll. When I was completely blank and about to give up, Mr. Davidson gave me hope, his sincere way of teaching helped me to understand more English. Have trust in myself, I accepted because I know, for me this is only temporary. Another time, when life here is familiar, familiar roads, fluent English. Life is easier, and there are more possibilities for me to achieve my American
Language is a key to pursue a life in a foreign country, live in America without knowing English, life is still deadlocked. At the first day of school, I realized how important it is to know English, hard to survive in America if I having trouble speaking English at the age I supposed go to school. Feeling the contempts of other people because of my lack of English, I was willing to make myself better so people would not despise me anymore. Here, at middle school, I met Mr. Davidson, he was the kindest teacher that I have ever known, he teaches English Language Development class, I felt lucky that I was in his class. …show more content…
But Mr. Davison gave me hope that I can do it, I felt so frustrated, I was falling down and too hard to stand up by myself, I learned to be strong like a Roly poly doll. When I was completely blank and about to give up, Mr. Davidson gave me hope, his sincere way of teaching helped me to understand more English. Have trust in myself, I accepted because I know, for me this is only temporary. Another time, when life here is familiar, familiar roads, fluent English. Life is easier, and there are more possibilities for me to achieve my American