On January 8, 2001, I was born as the 5th child of Antonio Ramirez and Angelica Prieto. Due to assimilation and that very often, cultural names in western countries bring racist associations, I was named Britney Trish Ramirez. I was born the youngest of two brothers, Anthony and Neil, and two sisters, Angelica and Ascencion. Although I was born in Dallas, Texas, my parents who are Mexican immigrants, raised us speaking Spanish and in Mexican culture.
Growing up, we lived (and currently live) in Oak Cliff. At around age 3, I went to pre-school, at a chain school named Mi Escuelita. My first friends were my teachers; they always provided understanding and sparked my love and ambition for learning. My most memorable moment there was when I learned to spell my name. It gave me a sense of self and identity, which is important. As a child, my parents were always working so my grandmother, Gloria Prieto, raised us and eventually lived with us. I even lived with her in Mexico City, Mexico from my birth until I was one. The first time I experienced something beautiful was the day of the virgin Guadalupe, where a celebration was held in la Basilica de Santa Maria de Guadalupe in Mexico City, Mexico. When I entered elementary school, she moved in with my aunt, who resides in Arlington, but visited me on weekends. …show more content…
In Elementary, I really enjoyed coming to school and learning about things I was interested in. At age 6, my older brother, Anthony, passed away in a car accident. This was a hard time for my family, but we eventually got through it. My Grandmother moved back in with us after
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We were middle class, a very average family. The environment surrounding my family during that time was actually very civilized. Hardly no crime, amiable people and we got close with the neighbors and became very involved with their lives and they became involved in ours. I started attending Yeager Elementary. I really feel for that school because that is the place where I met most of the people I still talk to till this very day, it has a notable place in my heart, I can never forget my third through fifth grade years. I also started attending Tom Browne Middle School. Tom Browne was viewed as an average school, but, to some, it was a “low class”
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Again, I was that silent kid. I took speech classes because I couldn’t pronounce my R's. Mrs. Christensen was my teacher. She was the best because she was funny, kind, and helpful. She helped me get into C.M.L and G.A.T.E.S again. She also helped me enjoy math and science enormously. C.M.L was really fun. In C.M.L, we celebrated Pi day by eating pies, and on the last day of C.M.L, I ate pizza and cupcakes. I remember that my best friend, Katelyn, and I would always swing on the swings every single day. I said, “I’m bored.” Katelyn replied, “Well, you can play with me.” That was how Katelyn and I met. She understands me better than any other person. My favorite field trips were going to Crystal Cave, the Bakken Museum, and on a boat with our kindergarten buddies, which were super fun. I hoped 5th grade could top 4th
On January 8, 2001, I was born as the 5th child of Antonio Ramirez and Angelica Prieto. Due to assimilation in western countries, cultural names will bring prejudice associations, I was named Britney Trish Ramirez. I was born the youngest of two brothers, Anthony and Neil, and two sisters, Angelica and Ascencion. Although I was born in Dallas, Texas, my parents who are Mexican immigrants, raised us speaking Spanish and in Mexican culture.
The school I was in for kindergarten to 5th grade there was only one class I stayed in for the entire day. My mom was little upset because her final child was starting school. When I hear “kindergarten” I think of Mrs. Otteson. She has been a great teacher who cared about my grades and wanted me to do my best. My first friend was Andrew Escamilla. We met in kindergarten and became friends from then on. We really didn’t see each other that often, because we both had different transportation to school. My teachers were Mrs. Otteson, Mrs. Blesie, Mrs. Smith, Mrs. Rotoli, Mrs. Lacy and Mrs. Monnahan, Mr. Charnesky and Mrs. Blehm. Seven of eight of them cared about my grades and helped me get to the place I am at to this day.
After my mom divorced my father, we moved into the home of my grandparents. My mom had gotten her first job since being married to my dad and my grandma suggested that she move in so she could help care for Johan and me. Grandma had just retired; she was ready to enjoy having grandkids.
This is where I met my first friend, Olivia. This was also the age when I started learning piano. As soon as I smashed the keys on the piano for the first time, I knew I loved piano. During my lessons, my piano teacher would make sure I had fun and would keep me interested by playing a game that had to do with piano, or having a two minute dance party, and from that, I still love piano to this day. As a toddler, before I started school, I was happy, but I was sort of shy. I wouldn’t talk to anybody until I was with them for a while. Once I got to know somebody and liked them, I would just keep on talking and wouldn’t be quiet. Finally, I turned five and could start kindergarten. My teacher was Mrs. Hertz. I loved kindergarten because I made great memories and many friends that I still have today!. I also started taking swimming lessons when I was five. I don’t swim anymore, but I still love
Before I was old enough to start school I went to daycare. I started at St. Michael when I was 3 years old. My first teacher was Ms.Oria in Pre-K3. The next year in Pre-K4 my teacher was Sister Inez. I met 2 of my current friends that year, Ana and Lesly. My best friend when I was little was Lara. She left the school in second grade.
I was in the third grade, no worries or fears and little concept of how the world worked. I remember my biggest concern being what was on the menu in the cafeteria or what game we were going to play at recess. I had a wonderful family that I did almost everything with. I lived with my Mom, Dad, and my brother, who was 11 at the time. We were all very close and enjoyed each other's company .
I was born here in Aurora Illinois, but shortly afterwards I moved to Jalisco, Mexico and I was raised there. I still remember walking to school which was only a couple blocks from the house. Making friends was easy since it was a small town I knew all the kids around and they knew me and my family. I lived this way for some time, I finally moved back to the united states
Childhood … Those days when you used to think that the fairies were real and that the princess was always had a prince to save them, that the fact that you had to share your toys was really scary to you. Well even knowing that when you are a child you think that is really hard for you to be around boring adults that got to work and do boring things, at some point, you start to miss that. My childhood was a really good one , I had a lot of friends to spend time with , the knew things that I tasks that I had to take every day to learn like when I started reading in Spanish “ Mi mama’ me
In kindergarten I had the best teachers in the world. Mrs. Madden and Ms. Belcher I will never forget those two. It was my first day at Hodges Elementary I cried my butt off but they made me feel welcome anyway. Ms. Belcher is now what we call an old family friend whenever I need her she's always there even when I don't half of the time. I can always count on her for anything. Also in elementary school I found my best friend for life. While Middle School on the other hand wasn't such a walk in the park for me. Throughout elementary I was with the people that I had known for years but walking into middle school was nothing like those days. I was now surrounded by kids that I had never seen before from different middle schools throughout the district. Yeah I had many rough days but I seem to make it through with the help of my family and friends. Sixth grade what's the hardest year for me because my best friend left to stay with her dad in Alabama but she returned my seventh grade
I remember the good old days. Primary school: a place where you could be you and a place where you didn’t have to impress everybody else. My safety net. Back then life was a lot less stressful: less homework, no exams and very few arguments. I had lots of friends at primary school and they were always there if I needed to talk. I lived a pretty care-free life then and I remember it fondly.
I was little walking with my mom to my first day of school excited and nervous at the same time not ready to leave my mom's side, no one was it's safer right next to her. Finally time came to say goodbye, and hello 13 years of school. Many things happened to me within those years, but let me tell you a time where things weren't so happy at school; wait it's never a happy at school...lol. Its all started in the 4th grade the
One day we went on a plane and flew all the way to Mexico, my Mexico Lindo. The place where there are birds chirping when you walk by or the bumpy roads when you drive by or even the plaza where you can hang out and talk with friends. My family, including my sister, mom, grandma, and my auntie went to our first stop which was to eat some food. We all sat at a long table with the driver that picked us up to eat some enchiladas, some chocomil (Chocolate milk), and carne con chile. MMM, it was delicious because of how the cook had warm fluffy tortillas made from hand, spicy, yet sweet that would make your mouth water. Couple days past and we end up where my grandmother grew up in Cuquio, Jalisco, Mexico. Since I was little my grandmother would take care of me which that's what made me have a very loving strong bond with her. I call her Nina because in Mexico that's how you say grandmother, but nowadays it's for godmother (my grandma is also my godmother).