Words Matter
It was a gloomy day in California. A group of teenagers dressed to impress, waited outside a room all wanting the same job; the opportunity to help new students settle into a new home and school.
Aliya had always felt passionate about helping the new immigrants because she knew what it was like to move to a new country and know nothing about it. Aliya studied her competition. It was hard to see as the lights were off, but she could make out another girl and two older looking guys. She knew she shouldn’t be cocky, but she still believed she had this job in the bag. Feeling a little isolated Aliya went to talk to her fellow competition.
“Hi I’m Aliya, what’s your name?” Aliya said sticking her hand out to the boy next to her.
It was a gloomy day in California. A group of teenagers dressed to impress, waited outside a room all wanting the same job; the opportunity to help new students settle into a new home and school.
Aliya had always felt passionate about helping the new immigrants because she knew what it was like to move to a new country and know nothing about it. Aliya studied her competition. It was hard to see as the lights were off, but she could make out another girl and two older looking guys. She knew she shouldn’t be cocky, but she still believed she had this job in the bag. Feeling a little isolated Aliya went to talk to her fellow competition.
“Hi I’m Aliya, what’s your name?” Aliya said sticking her hand out to the boy next to her.