A shot at greater education. A wish sent out to the world hoping it will come true.
Growing up on different sides without belonging to either shaped me in a certain way. I learned to be more compassionate and I have an appreciative view on the world. I was told I belonged to both Mexico and America, being Hispanic, but society treats you in a different way. For example, my Spanish wasn’t good enough for my Mexican relatives and my English wasn’t refined enough for the American society. I began to learn english when I was in second grade. My teacher believed that I was ready to face another challenge. She referred me to what we called a “transitioning program.” I was taken out of class several days per week the last few months of my second grade year. Finally after two or three months after I started third grade, I along a few other students began to split the time between a spanish and an english class. I still remember my first day in the first english speaking class I ever had. The first time there we took a spelling quiz on all english words, a test unlike any we had taken before, a test we hadn’t studied for. The teacher spoke directly to us in a mix of english and spanish telling us not to worry too much, he would later give us time to study