Personal Narrative-Spanish Memory

At first, speaking English was a bit difficult because I did not feel confident using it with others. The most advanced students sometimes made fun of my English. The students who spoke my own language made more fun of me than the ones who were fluent in English. The teasing by the students made me feel embarrassed and shy to speak the English language, giving me a fear of being made fun of or looked at differently. Practicing the English language with my own siblings and playing with the neighborhood kids who already managed the language gave me more confidence to speak English. Taking Spanish courses in school was also an advantage, which helped me to get better at my native language and kept me from losing it.

It wasn’t all bad, from my childish perspective I thought, “Hey, they talk just like on TV, I can do this,” and with making a few friends, I came to use and practice the language as if I had been born into it. However, the one that struggled was my sister. Again, none of the schools offered any bilingual courses, and she was five grade schools ahead of me. At first she seemed to be doing okay, but at some point she would come home crying of frustration. In Mexico the grades are set from 1- 10, a 10 being the equivalent of an A, which she always used to get. However, her first year in a completely different country with a different language, she struggled, mad that the only thing impeding her from being successful was the language

When one enrolls into an honors or advanced English class, there are many worries that come to mind. These worries create thoughts such as ‘Am I a good writer?’, ‘Will I pass?’, or ‘How do I even start a paper?’. My teachers never specifically taught me to write. My teacher that I had for 9th grade English and my 10th grade honors English class always gave good grades. Once I got into my first AP English class, I felt as though my writing was inferior. In my distress, I went to the internet and I found that you do not have to be gifted in academic writing to get good grades on your essays, I found that organization is the key to writing a powerful essay.

I am a native Spanish speaker, English teacher, writer and translator from Venezuela. I have 5 years of experience in the field of general/legal translations and about the same time as a creative writer.

It was about 9 o’clock when I left my house for Carnival. When I arrived, there were people already drinking, dancing

After a long walk down we finally reached the place where the Amontillado lied in wait. The tiresome journey would all be worth it for a taste of such a rare find—during carnival of all times! My dear friend directed me deeper into the crypt which was difficult to see in with the dim light that emanated from the torch he gave me. He mentioned the name of that fool Luchresi again, Ha! He does not deserve a taste of this rarity- he cannot tell Amontillado from Sherry. I continued to walk forward until I felt my fingertips brush against the damp, cold wall. Confused, I seem to have reached the end of the room. Since I was a bit disoriented from my earlier drinking I assumed I might have walked right passed the Amontillado. Suddenly, I felt

“Oh, I forgotten my apron back at the house,” I have told my sister. “I have to go back and retrieve it, Montressor is not going to be home until the morning so I have more than enough time.” I grabbed my coat and went out the door in order to obtain my apron that was a family heirloom passed down generations and generations of servants. I walked through the pitch black darkness, only using the light of the moon to illuminate the pebbled road that laid ahead of me.

I suppose maybe my arrogance had gotten the best of me but I was not going to let my friend here go to that scoundrel Luchresi, for he cannot even tell cannot tell Amontillado from Sherry. He thinks his taste can match mine, a foolish idea at best. I greeted my friend with warmth he was akin to me in this greeting of ardor, and we were luckily met. He inquired me about this pipe of Amontillado he possessed his doubts upon and I was all too enthusiastic to retire into his vaults and appease his apprehensiveness over this Amontillado. He pleaded with me not to, as I was engaged in carnival, but I was now determined to enlighten my friend on this matter. He was very opposed to my coming, as it went from my engagement to the cold I have been afflicted with.

Today I gave John a warning during Spanish II class. I have called his attention many times for speaking out loud without raising his hand, or without being called upon. After the group project presentations, I began to give instructions on their Midterm Review packet, and John kept interrupting me. I told him to please raise his hand but he ignored my instructions. As they worked on their packet, I played Spanish Christmas music, and John spoke out loud again, saying “is that how you sound when you sing Ms. Molina?” I gave him a demerit as a warning, and advised him if he kept interrupting I would fill out and have him sign it. He remain silent doing his work for the rest of the class, but before leaving the class he tossed the demerit on

Seventeen years ago, my father made the mistake of telling my mother, her latest abstract “Two Lovers’ looked more like G.I Joe and Barbie seated on a skateboard, playing in a pile of dung. Naturally, I heehawed like a jackass, why not, I was only seven years old and thought the comment extremely funny. Well, my mother didn’t and screamed, ‘Alea jacto est’, louder than a banshee, ran to my father’s art studio. By the time my father and I arrived she had already picked up an enormous Waterford crystal vase, smashed it on the floor, taken a chard of crystal, and slashed one my father’s award winning masterpieces. A day later, my mother and I headed off to Paphos, Cyprus. When I asked why, she says, “It’s the birthplace of her favorite Greek

In my house I live with my mom,step dad, brothers and my pets. In the household there are two languages that are spoken english and spanish but english is the one we mostly speak. The only time we speak spanish is when we don’t listen to someone that is talking to us also the only time we speak spanish is when my grandparents are around. My ethnicity is mexican american and indiana.

My mind was aching as I trudged into my seventh hour class. The clock read 2:20. Forty minutes until I was finally released of my duty, at least for the night, to absorb every ounce of knowledge that had been presented to me. The room echoed with “Hola!” and “Buenos dias!” reminding me that I had entered my Introduction to Spanish Culture and Language class. We took our assigned seats as the bell rang. As I was locating my pencil from my overfilled backpack, the door opened revealing a disoriented and slightly sweaty junior boy.

I have taken both Spanish and French since the 7th grade and quickly found that I was good at and enjoyed learning foreign languages. I continued taking both throughout high school and they soon became my favorite subjects in school; sometimes they were the only classes I genuinely looked forward to going to. I knew that I wanted to continue taking foreign languages in college, become fluent, and travel abroad. The problem, however, was that I also knew I wanted to be premed. I knew it would be impossible for me to double major in Spanish and French along with staying on the premed track. I struggled with the thought that I would ultimately have to choose between Spanish and French, which I loved both equally.

My goal at Spain Park is to get involved in as many extracurricular activities as possible while still maintaining my grades. I'm a member of BEST Robotics, Engineering Academy, UNICEF, GMAC, B.R.I.D.G.E, Girl-Up, and captain of the girl’s Tennis Team. GMAC, the Girls Minority Achievement Council, is a club for minority girls that achieve academic excellence.the product of the United Nation Foundation’s adolescent girl campaign, Girl-Up gives girls in developing countries equal opportunities for education, a healthy violence-free life, plus social and economic abilities. UNICEF, United Nations International Children’s Emergency Fund, focuses on protecting the rights and well-being of children around the globe. Engineering Academy, a class

I am so lonely since you left, Im sure you wont understand But i someone to hug Because i feel small as a bug I need a real friend so ill buy a dog My dog will comprehend Why i couldnt get you out of my mind I wish timw could rewind