My life compared to others isn’t as different. I live with both parents that were born and raised in La Excusa
Michoacán Mexico. My parents like others had to work in the field when they first migrated from Mexico. Where they lived they didn’t get the choice of going to school like me and my siblings. They only got to finish up to 4th grade. My mom being the oldest in her family had to drop out of school to take care of her younger siblings she was the first out of 10. My father’s life was rough he had
to also drop school in order to work. My parents always
told me “Mija echale ganas en la escuela no quiero que tengas la misma vida que nosotros tienamos necesitas que ir para que agrares buen trabajo” Those words inspired me to do my best in school. Am the 3 child both my older sister’s attended and graduated from high school. They set a good example for me and my younger brother. My two older sisters also attended college. My parents are proud of both but now it’s my turn to finish high school and go off to college in order to follow my sister’s steps and make my parents proud. My parents are strict about me and my brother missing days of school they say that every day counts we must go.
As a child I didn’t try much in my classes. I didn’t noticed how important it was to go to school or to do my work. My teachers would describe me as a shy girl I would do my work but not homework. When it came down to going home from school and my mom would ask me to do my homework I would always say they didn’t leave me any. I remember her always saying to me “como no te van andar dejando tarea? Entonces porque alos de mas ninos si le dejan?” I would always tell her I would do my work in class. Until it came down to open house my parents met my teachers and they would all say the same things “she’s doing great in class but she doesn’t seem to be doing her homework she’s suppose to be doing” My mom would get mad at me for never doing my homework. I took it as a joke I didn’t understand the point of doing home work. My mom would always try to make me do homework because she knew that if I didn’t do it I would fall behind in my classes. I would pretend to do my homework but I would just draw and say it was part of the homework.
As the years past I started to fall behind since I still didn’t try in my classes or ask for questions when I didn’t
understand things. I entered high school and as freshman I fooled around with other students. I never then noticed that they were on track in school. I was
taking classes I wasn’t supposed to. In a blink of an eye I was then a sophomore in high school that’s when I realized I fell really behind in my classes. I realized that my mom was right she had told me from the beginning but I chose not to listen to her but then I thought to myself there was still time to catch up in my classes. I found myself stuck in a position only summer school, extra homework, or after school torturer would help me. That’s when I started during work outside of school I knew that it was still a while until I got to my senior
year. But I didn’t want to be struggling my final year. I’ve always had trouble in math. It has been my worst subject. It took me my freshmen year, my sophomore
year, and also first semester of junior year to finish just one year of algebra 1. My freshmen year I didn’t try to do anything I didn’t only fall behind in my math class but I also fell behind in health the essayist subject out there. My sophomore year I tried to get on track but I still manage fall behind in biology class. I had been working on passing algebra 1 class but by the end of my sophomore year I found myself only done with first semester. The year passed and I was in the same classes my following year.
My junior year was when I actua1lly started putting some effort into my classes I had to go back and finish all my undone work from my following years. I finished
biology my first semester of my junior year. I then got in rolled in a health class to finish my work from my freshmen year. My math class was finish within
first semester. I was feeling more confident in myself I knew that if I kept it up I would be on track. I always thought to myself if my older sisters did it I would to. My parents voices would run through my mind while I was about to give in my classes. They made me keep on trying and not give up. With that in my mind I managed to finish first semester of geometry. I then thought well I don’t want to be in this class again next year so I joined summer school. Summer school was a lot of help especially for those who are willing to try. By the end of summer school which was only three weeks long I found myself done. I was so proud I wouldn’t have thought I could of done it. My parents advice stuck to me and helped get on pace.
Now I’m a senior and on track with my senior classes. I have faith in those who fall behind because there’s time
for everything. Never give up is a big thing to always keep in mind. If I knew that my parents were right from the beginning I would have listened to them since then. But since I was just a kid I didn’t think anything of it. Looking back I thank my parents for have that talk with me even though it didn’t help me then it stayed with me until I accomplished my classes. Now am just trying not to fall behind in my senior classes. I will make my parents proud and finish high school.
Michoacán Mexico. My parents like others had to work in the field when they first migrated from Mexico. Where they lived they didn’t get the choice of going to school like me and my siblings. They only got to finish up to 4th grade. My mom being the oldest in her family had to drop out of school to take care of her younger siblings she was the first out of 10. My father’s life was rough he had
to also drop school in order to work. My parents always
told me “Mija echale ganas en la escuela no quiero que tengas la misma vida que nosotros tienamos necesitas que ir para que agrares buen trabajo” Those words inspired me to do my best in school. Am the 3 child both my older sister’s attended and graduated from high school. They set a good example for me and my younger brother. My two older sisters also attended college. My parents are proud of both but now it’s my turn to finish high school and go off to college in order to follow my sister’s steps and make my parents proud. My parents are strict about me and my brother missing days of school they say that every day counts we must go.
As a child I didn’t try much in my classes. I didn’t noticed how important it was to go to school or to do my work. My teachers would describe me as a shy girl I would do my work but not homework. When it came down to going home from school and my mom would ask me to do my homework I would always say they didn’t leave me any. I remember her always saying to me “como no te van andar dejando tarea? Entonces porque alos de mas ninos si le dejan?” I would always tell her I would do my work in class. Until it came down to open house my parents met my teachers and they would all say the same things “she’s doing great in class but she doesn’t seem to be doing her homework she’s suppose to be doing” My mom would get mad at me for never doing my homework. I took it as a joke I didn’t understand the point of doing home work. My mom would always try to make me do homework because she knew that if I didn’t do it I would fall behind in my classes. I would pretend to do my homework but I would just draw and say it was part of the homework.
As the years past I started to fall behind since I still didn’t try in my classes or ask for questions when I didn’t
understand things. I entered high school and as freshman I fooled around with other students. I never then noticed that they were on track in school. I was
taking classes I wasn’t supposed to. In a blink of an eye I was then a sophomore in high school that’s when I realized I fell really behind in my classes. I realized that my mom was right she had told me from the beginning but I chose not to listen to her but then I thought to myself there was still time to catch up in my classes. I found myself stuck in a position only summer school, extra homework, or after school torturer would help me. That’s when I started during work outside of school I knew that it was still a while until I got to my senior
year. But I didn’t want to be struggling my final year. I’ve always had trouble in math. It has been my worst subject. It took me my freshmen year, my sophomore
year, and also first semester of junior year to finish just one year of algebra 1. My freshmen year I didn’t try to do anything I didn’t only fall behind in my math class but I also fell behind in health the essayist subject out there. My sophomore year I tried to get on track but I still manage fall behind in biology class. I had been working on passing algebra 1 class but by the end of my sophomore year I found myself only done with first semester. The year passed and I was in the same classes my following year.
My junior year was when I actua1lly started putting some effort into my classes I had to go back and finish all my undone work from my following years. I finished
biology my first semester of my junior year. I then got in rolled in a health class to finish my work from my freshmen year. My math class was finish within
first semester. I was feeling more confident in myself I knew that if I kept it up I would be on track. I always thought to myself if my older sisters did it I would to. My parents voices would run through my mind while I was about to give in my classes. They made me keep on trying and not give up. With that in my mind I managed to finish first semester of geometry. I then thought well I don’t want to be in this class again next year so I joined summer school. Summer school was a lot of help especially for those who are willing to try. By the end of summer school which was only three weeks long I found myself done. I was so proud I wouldn’t have thought I could of done it. My parents advice stuck to me and helped get on pace.
Now I’m a senior and on track with my senior classes. I have faith in those who fall behind because there’s time
for everything. Never give up is a big thing to always keep in mind. If I knew that my parents were right from the beginning I would have listened to them since then. But since I was just a kid I didn’t think anything of it. Looking back I thank my parents for have that talk with me even though it didn’t help me then it stayed with me until I accomplished my classes. Now am just trying not to fall behind in my senior classes. I will make my parents proud and finish high school.