Personal Narrative: I Am A Cuban Immigrant

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Language can sometimes make us feel not resembled. As it was written on the original piece, Elizabeth didn't like to speak Chinese because it made her feel uncomfortable and sounded ugly to her. I can relate to the author because I am a Cuban immigrant that struggles with the language. I came to the United States when I was thirteen years and was placed on a 8th grade classroom on middle school. I used to be the girl at the end of the classroom who did not have friends and never talked to anyone. It was frustrating that every time I opened my mouth to say a word everybody would laugh at me and make cruel jokes about my little English. I can say that within a couple of months I understood most of the English that was spoken in front of me,

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