What Is Difficult To Be So Difficult Essay

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I found it hard to understand how writing could be so difficult. Other subjects usually introduce radically new concepts as you progress to higher level courses, unlike English which appears to have the same elements taught consecutively since elementary school. My parents lack of knowledge of the English language also unfortunately made me fall behind other students who were born into an English speaking family. My mother would occasionally tell me “maybe you can teach me English one day,” and I still cling on to that statement. It became arduous to get some school work done as I could only depend upon my sister who was four years older, and of course this took a toll on my writing. I also remember the time when the teacher would ask “who …show more content…
She came to each one of us individually asking us to pronounce these certain words that were on that paper. When it was my turn, she set the paper down in front of me. I then realized the paper had an illustration of a house with certain parts labeled. Before she even pointed to a word, I had already read them all in my head. As she pointed to the labels I enunciated them with ease, so she did not bother to continue. Notes were taken as she moved on to the next person. Later that same day, I was pulled out of class by another teacher and she guided me through to the staircase where I confronted the same lady who had just asked me to pronounce words earlier. The teacher had a smile on her face. She told me “you can speak English well, so we would like to give you the option to switch you out to a regular English speaking class if you wish, so talk to your mom and let us know tomorrow.” For some reason I felt special, as if ninety percent of the school did not already know English well. I remember that same night mentioning to my mom what had just occurred earlier and she said it was my decision to make the choice. I personally chose to move to the other class and that change might as well be claimed to be one of the most pivotal moments in my life as it propelled my educational …show more content…
There was also something I loved about having a draft handed back to me from my teachers with corrections made in red ink. It made it very simple because all of my errors would be shown to me and I just had to change those corrections in the final draft. One day as we were revising our paragraphs for class, I went up to her desk and presented her with my finished paragraph. She proceeded to read it over and stated, “here take this red pen and go around revising other students’ paragraphs.” I was so excited because I felt as if a huge responsibility was given to me, which made me feel smart. Soon thereafter most kids noticed my given position. They would come to me for help and it was at this moment I realized I loved helping others. A quote I remember from one of my teachers is “you know a subject well, when you can teach it.” It was at this point in time that I began to enjoy reading. I would accompany my older sister every month and take out at least 6 books from the library. A question I ask myself is if the reading contributed to my writing, and I like to think it did. It sure was the reason why I was always ahead of the required reading level. My grades were high, and so was my passion for learning

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