Personal Narrative : A Native Speaker Of Chinese

Arriving in this class I didn’t really know what to expect, and having a fragile background in English I was a bit concerned on how I would perform. Carrying over twenty years of discouragement stemming from my high school years, I thought I knew enough but came to the realization I didn’t. After a few weeks of settling in to class it felt like doors that I didn’t know how to open could be now opened and ignited my desire for more knowledge. For the first time in my life I was excited to learn English and eager to use it. My reading was above normal along with my vocabulary, however my grammar, and writing structure was my weakest point and that’s what I wanted to focus on.

As a child, I chose to embrace the label I was given: Chinese. While my teachers sang of diversity, I was indifferent to their tune. I was educated to treasure my Chinese roots, to be proud of my innate Chinese nationality. While I drank these words in greedily, I recited the Pledge of Allegiance daily, tying myself to a country that did not seem to be mine. The TV showed a life that was vastly different from my own, and the faces of children at school puzzled me to no end; skin color, eye shape, I presented a neat contrast to others in the mirror. It was an unspoken division, a confusing one. In the end, my parents called me Chinese, my first language was Chinese, my best friends were Chinese, and that was it.

For my inter-ethnic encounter, I interviewed one of my best friends from high school Ashley Arias. Ashley is nineteen years old, so she is a year younger than me. She is currently pursuing a nursing degree at Notre Dame of Maryland University located in Baltimore, Maryland. She is originally from Virginia but now lives in Glen Burnie, Maryland. Her immediate family includes her parents and her younger brother. She also has a bulldog that she has had for three years. I have known Ashley for about seven years, but we have been really close for about five of those years starting during my junior year of high school.

In May 2003, I was a Staff Sergeant serving as a squad leader in a Military Police Company. We deployed to Baghdad, Iraq in support of combat operations; I led a squad of 12 Soldiers. My squad’s primary mission was conducting mounted and dismounted patrols in a neighborhood called Al-Dura in the southern part of Baghdad. Soon after arriving in country and receiving our mission, all squad leaders reported to the Battalion Headquarters for introductions and assigning of interpreters to our squads. I had never worked hand in hand with an interpreter before, I was apprehensive about bringing someone I did not know into our team especially someone who would be serving such an essential role in the success of our mission. I had a distrust of all Iraqi people initially, knowing

When I work as team, I has communication with other member so, it has several solution that can help to improve my communication to have more professional. The initially topics is meeting management. The beginning of working should planning meeting. Meeting divide into 3 parts are before, during, and after. In the part of before, I should know the purpose and role of meeting. During meeting, if it is face to face meeting, I should know agenda of the meeting and participants their role for easy to communicate about work. After meeting, I should sure that I and other team member understand the information of the meeting because I may discuss with other team member. In addition, after the meeting finish, I should prepare myself for the next meeting.

The front range of Colorado has a large diversity of cultural populations represented. Therefore, as a professional counselor it is my responsibility to educate myself on the cultures I am likely to be working with. Since there is such a diverse population there is no way I am going to know everything about everyone’s culture. Although, I do know the cultures of the majority populations that frequent the agency I am currently working. Since I am working with populations I would be aware of the societal issues they are facing and the oppression they have been and are up against. Therefore, this allows me to immerse myself into their culture, learning and seeing firsthand the oppression and prejudices they face in the community in which we

Is this very strange that a writing class is mainly doing reading? I had this kind of thoughts at the beginning of this quarter, and I figured out that reading can help us to dig more in writing strategies and we can also treat them as good examples of how talented writers write paper. However, reading is a big problem for me, and I guess I need twice the time as a native speaker does and they can even gain better understandings than me. When I wrote my second paper, I picked the longest reading material——Confessions of a mask. I picked this one was not because I want to be a hardcore guy, I do not like long readings especially when they have some special deep meanings besides the content. The reason I picked the longest one is because I want to find more things to analyze, also that was my first time to write an analysis paper and I was afraid of losing at quantity. When I was reached the half point of that article, I almost want to give up reading and choosing another one. However, that article has many places to analyze and those places are pretty obvious. Though it took me the whole afternoon to read through the article, I got some good places and words to analyze. I felt like I was not at my best, and I had to find some ways to read more efficient. I checked on the Google, Wikipedia and many other searching engines, and those efficient ways make me think what is the point of this if I do not read? I suddenly realized that I can use the time to read more instead of searching for how to

Writing makes possible to us expressing in a paper what we cannot communicate by talking. For this reason, the writer must make his composition readable and understandable in order to get the idea by the reader of what he is attempting to communicate. This requires a whole writing process that I have experienced thus far this semester in my English Composition I Honors Course. I have recognized what my strengths and weaknesses in writing are. So that, focusing more on my weaknesses than my strengths will help me to improve much more my writing skills by the end of the semester.

I am a female individual named Choi Maerin who is in a toxic relationship with Lee Minho. Whenever I am with Minho at my mundane school, he would make everything so complicated for me because he embarasses me infront of all my seniors. We are both third years, however, he acts as if he is a first grader. I really want to break up with him because I endured him hanging out with other girls 24/7 while I ‘m struggling tremendously with exams. One spring day, on April 28, 2017, I went outside to a picnic table under a magnificent tree to socialize with my friend, Crystal, about my situation. The conversation was primarily me talking about how much I dislike Minho and I WOULD LOVE to end things with him, however, he keeps making me sympathize

Going to the same high school my brothers graduated from meant that within a month the students, teachers and staff knew me only as Chang. At the time, a majority of my life was school and sleep so I accepted being identified only by my surname. Chang put me in a mask that sat comfortably on my face as I myself sat idly by in the corner hoping the next four years will pass by quickly. It wasn’t until I took the small steps like joining Model UN or displaying my art in public galleries during my senior year that I became aware of the voice I had. As I spoke and communicated to my fellow delegates on how to solve the nuclear arms crisis with the DPRK on our imaginary agenda, the leader hiding in my head revealed itself to me. With a prompt tone

It felt as if the world was beating me up and then standing over me, while I was drowning in my own thoughts, reminding me it was always there. I was lost and confused, feeling as if i was wandering around the world clueless,even while i was sitting alone in my dark and cold bedroom. In the end, all i needed to do was realize who i was and be comfortable with myself.

Many people may think that since you are young you have the ability to adapt to a new language faster than an adult but that wasn't my case. When I was two and a half years old I was adopted from China and I didn't know any English. However, over time I picked up more and more of the new language to me at that time. After elementary school started they noticed that I was struggling with reading, so they did some tests with me and had meetings with my parents. Overall, they believed what could be the reason why I had difficulty reading was that the transition from Chinese to English wasn't the easiest flow for me. Even though I had to battle against reading, I did lots of practice at home and in school at the program Title; all the effort I put into this has lead me to overcoming this issue and has helped prepare me for my future.

Today, it was a challenge working with an individual who spoke very minimal English. I found this challenge to be very helpful because this is a common problem in the area that I am from. Many individuals in my home town area only speak Spanish, so it was interesting in seeing how a language barrier can affect the direct health care for a patient. I felt that the language barrier was a problem for the care for this patient because I felt that we were not able to address and assess his pain as accurately as we could have. We understood that he was in pain but he was not able to describe the pain to or tell us what relived his pain or made his pain worse. The things that went well today was I was able to use many skills that I have not been

I left home at age 16. within a year, I lived with host families and taught English, a new language for me. The following year I started standing at the OCC. The biggest problem living in a different society is not much as the language barrier as the difference of cultures and mentalities. As a result of this, I spent most of my time with the Russian, who live here, as they are the closest to me in way to think. However, gradual I used to a new culture. And though I cannot call America my home, but for me, it is not a foreign country anymore. For last year, when I went to Russia, I felt more foreign there than here. Anyways, i love everything in my home town. I miss for people,

I was born in Chicago, IL a city known for its diversity. Growing up here has given me the opportunity to meet people from various cultures. As a result of that, I concluded that by definition Hispanics are U.S citizens whose family background traces back to a Spanish-speaking country. My definition, however, is a vague representation of how my heart truly interprets being Hispanic.