Middle School And High School

881 WordsJan 25, 20174 Pages
Growing up I had one favorite class, that class, surprisingly, was English. I was born in Zacatecas, Mexico on May 9th, 1998 and was brought to the United States at the age of two. When my parents tried to enroll me into a pre-kindergarten program they were told that it was unnecessary because I was way beyond my age group. My parents told me that it was from all of the Scooby-Doo shows I watched growing up. When kindergarten arrived, I was still forced to take an English Learners class so I could get the best help that I could get to improve my English skills. I remember sitting in that class watching all the other students have a difficult time pronouncing simple words that they should be able to say by now. I stayed in that class until…show more content…
In 10th grade I had an English teacher by the name of Mrs. Hurley. The school year started with me disliking her, I thought she was extremely rude and was just cranky all the time. In her class is where I read my first Shakespeare play, Romeo and Juliet she made that unit extremely amusing. She had us split into families and we would have battles, they consisted of games and quizzes. I was Lord Capulet and my team won of course. After 10th grade she became my advisory teacher in 12th grade. She easily became one of my favorite teachers that constantly teased me on my obsession with Adele. The teacher that made the biggest impact in my life was Mrs. Marn. She was an extremely caring teacher, she did not like watching her students fail. She made sure that everyone had everything they needed to be successful. She was, I believe, one of the best English teacher Brooklyn Center High School has ever had. Her passion for books were out of this world. She talked about authors as if though she has met them. She reminded me of a hippie in some sorts. She was very open with us and I was close to her. She was my teacher for 10th, 11th, and 12th grade. I read, The Catcher in The Rye in her class and she tore that book up piece by piece, explaining every motive and how innocence is huge part of that book. She was my teacher for the college in the schools’ courses that I took. I felt like I failed her in those classes, she expected way more of me and I did not perform to
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