Preview

Overcoming Social Obstacles

Good Essays
Open Document
Open Document
586 Words
Grammar
Grammar
Plagiarism
Plagiarism
Writing
Writing
Score
Score
Overcoming Social Obstacles
When my twin brother and I were about 4 years old, my dad decided to relocate to Cuba. My mom did not want to leave him, so she obliged to his demand. Once we were in Cuba, I completed kindergarten through fourth grade, but after second grade my mom left us with our dad and returned to the United States because she could not keep living under the conditions we lived in. In the time that I was with my dad, my juggled many different jobs relentlessly until she had the required amount of money to collect my brother and I, so that she could bring us back with her. During the time I was with my dad, I experienced the loss of the motherly love I yearned for every day. This led me to question whether she loved me or not, and I soon slipped into a …show more content…
I was so terrified of even speaking in class because of the offensive comments my peers would make whenever I spoke. Likewise, I had to deal with the setback I faced academically; this was partially due to the language barrier, it did not allow me to complete my school work. Regardless of the obstacles I faced, I worked to improve upon them. For the social obstacle, I found friends, who were part in the ESOL program who spoke the same language as I did; I also practiced my pronunciation of the English Language so that I could communicate my ideas clearly and concise. This allowed me to get more involved within school; I joined many clubs and engaged regularly in school activities. For the academic challenge, I spent countless hours trying to perfect my English, I talked with my teachers and asked for suggestions on how could I do better, and I also redid my school assignment multiple times so that I could surpass the expectations others had of me. In return, this allowed me to set an exemplary academic record, which gave me a sense of

You May Also Find These Documents Helpful

  • Satisfactory Essays

    My mom was born in the city of Saigon in a family of fifteen. She is the second youngest child in the family. After the fall of Saigon, my mother’s family was actually sponsored by her third oldest sister to move to America as my aunt had been living there as a lawyer. Her family was way more prepared than my father’s family as my mother’s family was able to get to America by plane. Like my father, my mom started her journey in America in Louisiana. They had lived in New Orleans for a couple of months. It wasn’t until the family had traveled west in which they moved to Houston due to the sponsorship. My mother was around seventeen when she started school in America. She knew no English, but that didn’t stop her from excelling all her classes. While she was in high school, she met my dad as he was renting a videotape from her sister’s store. They ended up dating and both going to the University of Houston. While they were in college they got married. Right before she was about to graduate college in which she only needed to finish one more class, she ended up having me because of the honeymoon. After that, she decided to not finish college and stayed home to take care of me and then eventually my sister. My mom said that “I was a present,” but in reality, I was the accident…

    • 742 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Satisfactory Essays
  • Satisfactory Essays

    My family consists of five people including myself. I live with both my mom and dad and my two older sisters. Both of my sisters are currently enrolled in college. Currently, mom is the sole provider, she works long hours in order to be able to provide hard in order to provide for me and my sisters. I was born in Jalisco, Mexico, at the age of five my parents decided that the best option for economic stability and the opportunity of a future education we needed to move the United States. I do not remember many of the events that lead up to the big move, however, I do remember the complicated transition once we had reached our destination, Los Angeles, California. Our first home in the U.S. was a small room in one of my aunt’s house, she allowed…

    • 494 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Satisfactory Essays
  • Good Essays

    Since Spanish was the only language I knew since it was the only language spoken in my household. I entered Elementary School insufficient in the English language and due to my hesitance to speak in class ; I was put into the Speech program. A program designed to teach children to pronounce, articulate, and enunciate words in the English language. I hated the unwanted attention my language barrier brought towards me. One day as I was called on to read a page from a short story named "Frog and Toad Are Friends" as I read ; I recall blushing in embarrassment due to my peer's ongoing laughter on how funny I pronounced the words. My body became tense my face burned more as time passed. When I felt like I couldn't take the humiliation any longer I stood up and walked out the class. My teacher soon followed after me and offered her time to listen to me vociferate my anger. After listening to my rant she smiled, patted my head and said. "I know it's hard but if you work hard you will graduate from the program and perhaps be better than your peers." This statement motivated me to be the best student possible. I practiced daily my handwritten phonics flashcards, read various books to augment my vocabulary, and practiced on my own my presentation/ social skills. By the end of the year, I flourished demolishing my timidness. I began participating regularly in class, had one of if not…

    • 936 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    College Career Goals

    • 818 Words
    • 4 Pages

    I was not born in America and I came here at tender age being able to speak, read, and write in a different language, Cambodian. I had to learn English to assimilate with a new country but I had little help. My mother had an intense schedule everyday in order to get her three child to three different schools, work, and make food for us. My sister and brothers had their own problems with the language so the only support I receive for my english is from school. However, my school was not sufficient so I had to go to the library. That is where I learn the language well enough to survive. The library had tapes of certain books and that was what I started out with. From there on, I developed my bank of vocabulary, developed my skills in context clues, and started comprehending the world in English. As a result of this, I could understand, read, and write in English proficiently but I came lacking in my reading aloud and speaking skills. I had notice as I grew up that I could not read as well as others nor could as fast or as easily without stuttering. My journey to overcome the language barrier was not something I could tackle all at once but it was a process in which I work on the skills that I am lacking…

    • 818 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    Overcoming Obstacles

    • 573 Words
    • 3 Pages

    Everyone in the world has had to overcome some kind of obstacles in their life. Obstacles can be a very small or even a very big thing in our everyday lives. For example, an obstacle could be if you have enough money to buy milk to having to overcome being homeless and struggling to get through life all alone. People typically learn from their own life obstacles or maybe even from reading about someone else’s obstacles in their life. Nobody wants to have to overcome any obstacles or have any troubles in our lives but it is just a part of making our lives better from what it was like before. I have learned about many obstacles from many books and movies such as: The Mighty, Of Mice and Men, and A Child Called “It”.…

    • 573 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Better Essays

    Overcoming Obstacles

    • 1695 Words
    • 5 Pages

    In our daily lives, too often do we judge others based solely on their appearance; whether it's by the clothes that a person is wearing or even the color of their skin. The essence of Amy Tan's Mother Tongue and Peter Marin's Helping and Hating the Homeless is that in society, we are quick to judge others, categorizing them based upon pre-assumptions which are hardly true. Chinese American novelist Amy Tan shares her most intimate experiences of growing up with a mother who did not speak fluent English, and how she witnessed first hand how this shaped the treatment her mother received from others. Marin discusses the contradictory views that society has on the homeless, immediately dismissing the negative stereotypes about the homeless. These negative stereotypes are portrayed by the American society, as well as the media, who consistently portray people as they wish.…

    • 1695 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Better Essays
  • Good Essays

    Our life took down hill when our father at a young ange died of disease, leaving us kids with nothing but our stay home mom. My mom ran around with two labor jobs trying to raise us kids. She worked hard but here wark was not enough, pretty soon we started getting warning on our home mortgage. We sold anything valuable we had in the house to keep up with our payment and necessities. However it wasn't good enough to keep up with the bills. That was when my mom decided to move out and rent a house. She found one room joint house where we live for about three month or so. At this point we were so desperate we didn't even know where our next meal was gonna come from. I will never forget, my mom use to go hungry to feed us kids. She would say, “ I will be fine you guys eat”. It was a struggle to live another day, when we thought we it was gonna get better it get worst than…

    • 768 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    I remember I sometimes hated leaving my mom and dad. I wished I could be with both of them at the same time. Me and my sisters lived in a new house in Everett, with our then new Step dad, Mom, and baby sister Meghan. Whenever we went over to my dads, there was always something my parents were fighting about, whether it involved us or not, we would always get an earful from both of them. This point of their separation really affected me the most. I didn’t realize until I got older that we should have never been exposed to that part of their lives, considering how young we were. Another part of their divorce was dealing with a step dad I’ve never been fond of, and neither were my sisters. It was somewhat of a culture shock, him growing up in Mexico, and for us, as we began living with a guy who wasn’t even our dad. I would always ask my mom why she couldn’t have married someone else. Someone we liked. My step dad was the type of guy who only cared about his “real” children, not us. It became a constant struggle for attention from my Mom. When we were young, my sister and I were treated like maids around the house when my step dad was around. He is honestly one of the main reasons why the divorce was so heartbreaking for me and my siblings. I feel as if my mom had married someone who supported her and loved her unconditionally; it would have made more of a positive impact during this hard time in our…

    • 996 Words
    • 4 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    The love between a mother and daughter is unbreakable, so when my mother was diagnosed with cysts in her ovaries, I was devastated. Doctors could not provide her with effective treatment in the U.S., therefore my mother decided to seek treatment in Mexico. As a result, I had to leave fourth grade and go to Mexico. I was not enrolled in any schooling in Mexico because I had to devote all my time to my mother.This was a difficult time where I learned to develop responsibility, self-motivation, and persistence skills.…

    • 341 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    Overcoming Obstacles

    • 583 Words
    • 3 Pages

    We all go through hard things in life. But we can’t give up and we have to persevere. Three texts that demonstrate perseverance are “The Little Rock Nine,” “The Lost Boys”, and Nick Vujicic- Life without limbs.…

    • 583 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    Reflection On California

    • 291 Words
    • 2 Pages

    At the age of 13, I migrated to California from the Philippines. In the same year, I went to Alameda High school as a first year high school student. At first, it was difficult to adjust since I came from a different country with different culture and language. I was not confident with my English communication skills. I was placed in English Language Department class, which is a class for English learners. During my classes, I did not have the confidence to communicate with the other people, nor talk in front of a class, and when I try to talk to my classmates I would often stutter. I was distressed and I would weep whenever I arrived home, but with the consolation of my parents, I was able to feel better. I was aware that I must overcome my…

    • 291 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Satisfactory Essays

    Overcoming Obstacles

    • 1034 Words
    • 3 Pages

    After reading the article by Ms. Ann Harrington, "Where there is a will, there's a way", it opened my eyes and my way of thinking to a hold different level. I always wondered how people who have experienced some of the same levels of disappointment, setbacks, successes, and failures walk away with very different attitudes, circumstances and results (Werner, 2004).…

    • 1034 Words
    • 3 Pages
    Satisfactory Essays
  • Satisfactory Essays

    Overcoming an Obstacle

    • 684 Words
    • 2 Pages

    There are many disadvantages and obstacles that can occur through all people. Though they may be a major set back, many people don’t realize that these obstacles can be used to their advantage. Most people encounter an obstacle or disadvantage and give up not knowing it could be turned into something positive. When we are faced with an obstacle, we can all roll up our sleeves and find a way to turn the situation good. For example, the founder of TOMS, Blake Mycoskie turned the obstacle of poverty in many countries into an opportunity to improve the lives of others by creating a for-profit organization which gives them, shoes, glasses, and spreads awareness.…

    • 684 Words
    • 2 Pages
    Satisfactory Essays
  • Good Essays

    As said before I was born to a teenage mother, like most children that live in the ghetto and just like most my mom was a single mother for sometime. That is expected though cause at 16 what young man would want the burden of a child, at that age some children can barely manage algebra. Growing up with my mom was extremely rough, not that I can remember most of it but from her tales of the past we moved around a couple times. I remember her telling me that one night she to attend this party and as she had her clothes on and was heading out her mother said, “Sheba! You forgetting yuh handbag!” and my grandmother held me out towards her. My mother never forgot that moment, it was just she and I for a while and then she was found. Against some incredible odds she ended up with a young man that would take her, even with extra baggage and at age 3 I had myself a step-dad and we moved into his family’s house. He was not my biological dad but you could never tell, he referred to me as his own and even when my little sister and little brother were born I was still his “big…

    • 1176 Words
    • 5 Pages
    Good Essays
  • Good Essays

    I grew up in Louisville, Ky. Born and raised here, I still live in the same neighborhood as I did as a child. I lived with my parents, and three brothers. I was the third born, and although I was the baby for eight whole years; I was never treated like it. Instead, all I remember about growing up is all of the mental abuse me and my brothers had to go through. Although very beautiful, my mom was extremely men. She was raised in New York, and is full blooded Italian. Picture a bitter woman with a New York accent. That was my mom. She did not show love to any of her children, not ever. Her dogs were the only things that she had any affection for. They were her real children. My mother showed no love for us, and also no concern. At 5 years old, I was able to stay out until 10, 11, 12 at night, most of the time my parents not even realizing I was gone, or if they did realize, they did not care. While my mom didn’t care because she was just a men woman, my dad didn’t care, because the only thing he cared about was her. He ate, slept, and breathed her, almost to…

    • 2799 Words
    • 12 Pages
    Good Essays