Reflection Paper

Moving to America, was a difficult transition for me. I had come to the realization that I wasn’t going to see my friends any time soon back in Iran and that was hard to overcome at a young age. I was alone as a child because my siblings are a lot older than me, and my parents’ had the challenge of starting over because they had left everything behind in Iran. However, that wasn’t going to get in the way of me succeeding in school. I have always been a fast learner, by the age of eight I had already learned four languages. Also, I was voted most improved by my classmate every year I was in Elementary School. This might not seem like a big achievement, but as a young student in a new country it was a huge motivation boost for me to improve every

Coming from Cuba to The United States of America was a dream; however, a nightmare as well. I came to live to Miami when I was nine years old during fourth grade. My family constantly told me to study hard to be able to graduate from high school and go to college. In addition, learning a new culture, language, and educational system was tough for me. High-school graduation was my main goal to reach since I came to this country; yet, I had a long pathway to walk and full of challenges.

Our family moved to the United States of America when I was ten. My sister was 15 and although she was young, she was mature. I on the other hand was not, I was stubborn. With the experiences of education in our motherland, my sister found America is a great place for education. On the other hand, I refused to go to school because I was scared of not being

On September 6, 2017, I were documented for an incident that involved a University Housing policy violation. I was charged with violating the University Housing Alcohol 1.2 policy. With my violation, came consequences. I met with The Residence Conduct Coordinator to discuss my actions and came to the conclusion that I would have to schedule a meeting with The Campus Alcohol and Drug Education Center (CADEC) and with that, a reflection paper.

When I started school, I felt more of an alien, I didn’t speak the language and that was an impediment itself already. I think, at first, I only wanted to go back to Colombia. I didn’t want to get used to anything or anybody. During school, it

Coming to a new country is hard, especally when you don’t know the language- up until I started school, it hadn’t been a problem for me. With the help of my parents, I was abe to overcome the challenge and become a great student. When I was in 4th grade, I was blessed with the opportunity to go to a better school where I’d recieve better education for

My family’s euphoria refueled our motivation to chase the American Dream. I finally started kindergarten after 5 months in the United States. I had already finished kindergarten in Mexico, but due to my birthday being after August and because I was yet to learn to write and speak English, I was forced to repeat kindergarten. I was learning to speak English at a surprising rate. Everything was going more smoothly for the family. Although not as an electrician, my father found a job and I helped him with some of the English I knew to fill out applications and communicate with people. I finally started to feel that life in the U.S might be worth

At age of 15, we moved into the United States because my older brother wanted to go to college in the United States. So my dad decided to move so my older brother could at least do his senior year of high schools here. I didn’t know English by the time; the first day of school at Rio Rico High School was scary because I didn’t

When it was time to start school, my parents tried to convince me to repeat third grade here. However, I refused and started school in fourth grade. Looking back, I realize how this experience taught me to take important risks later in my life. Fourth grade, however, was sort of a struggle due to the language barrier. Although I was exposed to English in classes while I was in Ethiopia, I had trouble reading, writing, and communicating. To work harder, I needed a source of motivation: the sight of my classmates outperforming me.

I was born and raised in Tijuana, Mexico. But when I was eight years old, my life transformed completely. I was no longer the smart little girl sitting in front of the class, but the English learner in the back of the classroom. My transition to the United States was not easy. For the first months, I have no friends, no one to sit with at lunch, and most importantly no idea what was going on in class. Even though I had years to learn the language, reaching that goal seem unreachable. However, I slowly improved and each year I had new accomplishments. Even though I have now spent more than half of my life in this country, I will never forget those days in the beginning. The confusion I brought along everywhere I went as I was introduced to a

I was born in Mexico, and brought to the U.S at the age of 6 thanks to my step dad. When I first found out I was moving here, I assumed that I would not be as happy since I had to leave many of my other family members behind, including one of my older sisters. The more time I spent here, the more I realized I had misjudged the situation, and I knew I would have many more opportunities. As a matter of fact, I am very fortunate to be able to make a better life here because there are many more benefits. Adapting to my new lifestyle was not difficult at all. Learning English and making new friends swiftly helped me thrive as a young student, and it strengthened my social skills. School was always the best time I had because it has been my getaway from the issues that were occurring at home.

i receive news that our family was going to relocate to a new country during the summer of fifth grade. When I received thaw news, I was lost. I didn't understand why we had to relocate. We have a good house located in the biggest city in our country, Sai Gon, a good school that I’m going to and a family that we can spend time together. I didn’t understand why we had to move to a whole new world that was located so far away from our hometown.

Finally I landed in America and I met my american family. From here onwards there were better and worse moments, I gonna be honest, not all was like I expected. But all the best moments overcome the worst , I keep in my mind all the new people that I meet, all the cities that I traveled and all the new things that I learn. I never felt regressed to make the decisions of be a exchange student in America. I felt so lucky to make a new friends in the other side on my homeland who I gonna remember for the rest of my life. Also the feeling of homesick help me to realized me how lucky I am having the family that I have. I learn to deal with my problems without the help of my mom, and overcome the hard situations by myself. In these ten months I realized

The day my parents saw the necessary to return to the United States to learn the English language, I couldn’t believe that this was happening, I really thought I was having a nightmare. I did not want to live in the United States. At the end, I noticed that I didn’t have a choice that I had to go. When I got to the United States, I started cry because I was super scared, for me this was like starting a new life. It was summer, there were only two weeks left for school to start. My mom went to the closest middle school to register me. Unfortunately, my first day of school come it was Washington middle school. When I got to school, I was very nervous, I didn’t know where to go or what to do, and I remember my first class was algebra with Mr. Magallanes. I had already 20 minutes trying to find my class,

Over the course of the semester, I have been fortunate enough to work with a student who is having difficulties when it comes to reading. My student does not have difficulties when it comes to hearing a word, but rather when he sees a word. My student has definitely benefited from one on one work with me as well as the additional help he’s getting from the reading specialist during their WIN (what I need) time. My student does not like to read because he knows that he is struggling and he is embarrassed about it. When my student goes to his WIN time, he does really well because the instruction is at his level and there are only two other students who are also on the same level there as well. Besides the current intervention, programs I would recommend are Direct Instruction: Reading Mastery, Letter Spacing, Wilson Reading System and the Lindamood program (LiPS).