Personal Narrative: The Golden Gate Elementary School

The city of Naples Florida is where my parents met and in 1994 fell in love and started a family. Their ultimate goal was to make sure that we, my two older brothers and I did our best in school and went to college. My parents made sure that we did our homework every night and read for at least thirty minutes every night also. One of their many reasons of coming to America was for a better life with so many opportunities. They both came from one of the most poorest countries in the caribbean, Haiti. They left Haiti with the biggest dreams in which they would conquer in America. And I believe that it is their ultimate goal for us to have a better life and to have one we must work hard in school. I remember as a child how I use to draw all the

Golden Gate Elementary School was where I shared my crayons, made my first friend, drew my first flower and learned how to properly read and write the english language. When I was in the seventh grade in middle school is where I had the best english teacher, Mrs. Laney Farrugia, she was young, tall, blonde haired with dark brown eyes. She had the greatest influence on me. because she was nice, caring and of course a wonderful teacher. She was influential to me because she wasn’t just that normal straight to the books teacher. She talked about her life and what she went through and how she overcame it all. Also while teaching she made it fun and interesting. I would say I learned the most about the english language that

My brother was the most influential to me because he was the eldest and hardworking. Saturday May 23rd 2003 is one of the most memorable days of my childhood because that day was the most hectic, there was not a quiet place in the house. Their was so much family members all dressed up for the big event, my brothers graduation. At the time I didn't understand why all of this was necessary, why all these people had to be here, why they kept asking me the same questions over and over again and most importantly why my brother was wearing a choir robe and a weird looking hat. Once we finally left the house and made it to Germain Arena where the graduation ceremony would be held it was a dark auditorium with minimal lights for the stage and the fellow graduates. We sat all the way in the back because of course we were late and all the lower and closer seats to the front were taken. We sat for a very long time it seemed like it took days for the lady to call my brothers name but when my brother walked across the stage and received his diploma, it was as if the whole world stopped and froze for this moment everybody jumping up and screaming his name. This was the moment that my parents wanted for me and my other brother that was still in primary schooling and it was a moment that we were focused