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Ever since I can remember I have talked Spanish and English at home. My mom would say “porfavor” my dad would “please”, and once my sister and I were old enough to communicate, we say both “porfavor” and “please. It wasn’t until my junior year of high school that I began to struggle more with the Spanish language. I had taken Spanish 1-2, which were levels 1 and 2 for Spanish speakers, but now I was taking Spanish 3-4. At first, I believed the class would be an easy A, yet as the year flowed, I realized it would not be as easy as a walk in the park. Due to my dedicated teachers, help from my parents, and assistance from friends, I became successful in the class I believed would be a breeze. A usual day would begin with Mr. Alpizar -a short, Latin middle aged man - speaking in front of his 26-27 students, explaining a text or having different students read. Some days there would be worksheets, and other days there would be quizzes and tests. At the beginning of the school year, I had believed I spoke Spanish fluently. On the contrary, after I was given my first test back, I thought perhaps I had been given a different student’s exam. As the school year continued, we were given handfuls of papers that included a countless number of grammar rules. One day, Mr. Alpizar had me read aloud in Spanish. While reading my voice felt shaky and my palms were sweaty. Although I was able to read it fairly smoothly, I realized that by the end of the text I had no idea what I had just read
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