One of the problems I had while learning English was grammar. In Colombia my mother signed me up for English classes but I always slacked off and didn't learn much. I did not know how to write effectively in English class which really affected my overall grade in the class. I also did not speak well enough. My accent was so heavy and terrible that others had a hard time understanding me. As a result my classmates made jokes about me. They would make fun of me whenever I mispronounced a word, I was afraid to speak or to even ask a simple question “can I go to the bathroom” because I thought my teacher would make me repeat myself. Not being able to communicate with my classmates and teacher was terrible. I sometimes cried my self to sleep or would try to think of excuses to not go to school. Since I could not speak and write efficiently in English, I did really bad in most subjects. I felt lost because no one to translate or help me out. As the year goes by, the school year gets to an end. The jokes and the name calling did not stop even after school ended. So I decided give up trying to learn English. If other kids like me can learn it, why is it so difficult for me? As sat in the park, staring out at the joyful playground, I thought how happy my mother would be to see me playing and getting along with other kids my age. I felt so foolish. I was never going to learn it. I was a slow poke and nothing more. That is when my teacher found me sitting there. “Hi,” she said. “Why are you not playing with
One of the problems I had while learning English was grammar. In Colombia my mother signed me up for English classes but I always slacked off and didn't learn much. I did not know how to write effectively in English class which really affected my overall grade in the class. I also did not speak well enough. My accent was so heavy and terrible that others had a hard time understanding me. As a result my classmates made jokes about me. They would make fun of me whenever I mispronounced a word, I was afraid to speak or to even ask a simple question “can I go to the bathroom” because I thought my teacher would make me repeat myself. Not being able to communicate with my classmates and teacher was terrible. I sometimes cried my self to sleep or would try to think of excuses to not go to school. Since I could not speak and write efficiently in English, I did really bad in most subjects. I felt lost because no one to translate or help me out. As the year goes by, the school year gets to an end. The jokes and the name calling did not stop even after school ended. So I decided give up trying to learn English. If other kids like me can learn it, why is it so difficult for me? As sat in the park, staring out at the joyful playground, I thought how happy my mother would be to see me playing and getting along with other kids my age. I felt so foolish. I was never going to learn it. I was a slow poke and nothing more. That is when my teacher found me sitting there. “Hi,” she said. “Why are you not playing with