Personal Narrative: My School Years In The Dominican Republic

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School has always been a fun place, at least for me. I did my school years in the Dominican Republic; therefore, I have a different teaching experience. In the Dominican Republic, teacher tend to be stricter, and they expect the best from you. I remember that I always needed extra help at school. My mom always had to get me tutors and pay for after school classes. When I started to read, I remember that the teacher will use a book call “Nacho,” which is the book that every teacher use to teach their students to read. Clearly, I can remember how hard was for me to move on from the first lesson. My mom was forcing me to read the sentence while I was crying saying “I can’t.” It was frustrating for me not being able to put the letter and words

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