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It’s the day, every little kid dreams of. The day where you become one of the big kids! Also to some point parents enjoy this day as well. Yes, it may make them sad to see their baby grow up, but the joy of seeing them slowly become more independent brings so much joy. I remember the day like it was yesterday. So much excite me! I remember picking my school supplies and my backpack. So many styles so many colors! Where do I choose from? All the colors plus the designs like; disney princesses, polka dots, flowers, and many more. I remember picking out the best backpack in the whole store! A little big, but it was okay. All my notebooks and folders where all different types of color from black to yellow. Buying new shoes was the best day, after …show more content…

That however was somewhat impossible for me, believe it or not. Here’s the thing, I didn't know barely any English at all! I grew up with my parents speaking Spanish since that's their native language. My mother taught me how to read,write, and speak English. I thank her so much for it! Thanks to her for doing that I can now consider myself bilingual, which offers me many opportunities. Well, I ended up in the right classroom thanks to a teacher. I got there and all I could see where desk everywhere! I was so excited to see my teacher! She was so nice and kind to me! I remember seeing her for the first time; she leaned over and gave me a big hug! She was so excited and so was I. She made me feel safe in this new place I had never been before except for once. The first thing I had to do was look for my desk. I though, “My own desk, how cool!” There where name tags on each one and guess what!? I found another Maria! What, I know crazy right? It was so hard for me to communicate with my teacher and classmates! It would get to the point that if I had to use the restroom, I wouldn’t go since I knew no English. How would I tell her? I didn't even know how to say teacher in English. I would always call her, “Maestra”. Good thing she knew what maestra meant in

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