Language And Development Learning School

919 Words Jun 29th, 2016 4 Pages
I learned how to read a second language other than my mother language, and I 've practiced it for almost ten years. One might think that I was rich, and I had a private tutor for that. I wasn’t. The reason behind that is the country I moved in was too interested in providing a better educational system than any others in western countries. Before any of this happened I was a five-year-old Palestinian girl living with her parents, two brothers, and two sisters at a small house in Jordan, the country adjacent to the eastern side of Palestine where I was born. We moved there from fear and brutality, with hopes of rebuilding new lives depending on low paying jobs that my father could find. We had enough but not a lot. I learned to read and write both Arabic, and English at a small language and development learning school. I was more than grateful that after we had left our homeland, I had the chance of an education that was somewhat equivalent to my sibling’s. Reading Arabic, my mother tongue is distinct from understanding it, and that’s what I loved about it. I used to read any word by sounding each letter on its own, then reading it all together. I read the words correctly, but I understood none of their meanings. Learning how to read and write English was much easier, its words had single letters put all next to each other. On the other hand, Arabic letters had to be connected to form a word. When I was in third grade, I began to write back whatever Arabic words I read or…
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