Personal Narrative: My Spanish Sentences

I lived in a household where everyone spoke Spanish. At three, I was speaking these long Spanish sentences but I was not proud. My sister, a year older than me, had already started school. She would come back to confuse my family. Ordinarily, my parents with the first years they spent in Florida soon caught up with the language. I would sit by the television and pound my heart out to Dora, where I soon asked my sister for help and she would help me. I would also go to my cousins help, I remember being in elementary school where I wanted to go to the park after but instead, her mom had us sitting on a bench for one hour learning how to fathom grammatical structures. Kids flailed their arms around the playground, while I dedicated that time for