literacy Narrative
I GOT THIS
As I spend most time in the math and physics, I know when will the object fall down to the ground if it takes a free fall, I know what’s going on when the integral solved by tables. But I never know the feeling of humiliation before I take the English course in my primary school. Actually, I didn't learn English before I was 12 years old just because nobody cares it, but then I found something seriously affected my life.
When I went to a junior high school, I was told that there is a very important subject which named English and my “advisor” is an English teacher. I told my father about this since I feel panic when I have to face a completely strange thing, and my dad said: “ No worry, you can handle this. I think you just need to learn it as you did in playing basketball. Anyway, you will be fine.” I believe that and what happened the next day had ruined my naive childhood.
Imaging that you are required to work on a pre-test which is completely a boundary list of letters and symbols printed on a blank sheet to me, you can only writing without thinking and reading. As the consequence, I got a horrible “FAILED” on the record which is my first grade of English. The “FAILED”, definitely, resulted in the concern of my parents and I started an English tutoring after the exam. What happened in the classes on the day that I got my amazing pre-test report became a nightmare which pestered me for years:
The Teaching Assistant gives me the report card, and my desk mate speaks loudly after a glance at my card: “Wow, this guy gets a FAILED! That is incredible, isn’t it?” As he said, people around me focus on the card that I am putting in the schoolbag with weird and wonder eyes. “It sucks, how can an ordinary person do with that ” someone says with a mocking tone “Hey, buddy. How do you feel about that? ”
I had already lived without these voices and cliches just because I used to suppose that it makes sense that people make fun of me when they
As I spend most time in the math and physics, I know when will the object fall down to the ground if it takes a free fall, I know what’s going on when the integral solved by tables. But I never know the feeling of humiliation before I take the English course in my primary school. Actually, I didn't learn English before I was 12 years old just because nobody cares it, but then I found something seriously affected my life.
When I went to a junior high school, I was told that there is a very important subject which named English and my “advisor” is an English teacher. I told my father about this since I feel panic when I have to face a completely strange thing, and my dad said: “ No worry, you can handle this. I think you just need to learn it as you did in playing basketball. Anyway, you will be fine.” I believe that and what happened the next day had ruined my naive childhood.
Imaging that you are required to work on a pre-test which is completely a boundary list of letters and symbols printed on a blank sheet to me, you can only writing without thinking and reading. As the consequence, I got a horrible “FAILED” on the record which is my first grade of English. The “FAILED”, definitely, resulted in the concern of my parents and I started an English tutoring after the exam. What happened in the classes on the day that I got my amazing pre-test report became a nightmare which pestered me for years:
The Teaching Assistant gives me the report card, and my desk mate speaks loudly after a glance at my card: “Wow, this guy gets a FAILED! That is incredible, isn’t it?” As he said, people around me focus on the card that I am putting in the schoolbag with weird and wonder eyes. “It sucks, how can an ordinary person do with that ” someone says with a mocking tone “Hey, buddy. How do you feel about that? ”
I had already lived without these voices and cliches just because I used to suppose that it makes sense that people make fun of me when they