Essa-1 Draft

A biggest obstacle in my life was adapting school in U.S.A but I over came by going back to school. I was eleven years old when I moved to U.S.A. I landed in New York, John F. Kennedy airport at 10:30pm. Everything was looking strange, place, people even the roads.
            After half hour later we reached to our new home, we had our dinner went to sleep. Next morning we drove to the city hall to get my admission for the school. The experience was something like this, they asked me my name looked at my birth certificate and informed us which school was close to us. The following day we go to the school by train. We exit the train station there was red big brick building if front of me, size of the building appear to me as big as my home town in India. We go to the main office when they took all our paper from city hall. For some reason I was placed in 6-1 grade, don’t ask me what that meant because I had no clue. I was in 4^th grade in India due to the lack of English knowledge in me. In India they place you in English school based on your knowledge which made no sense. In U.S.A they place you in grade by your age, which made more sense, I kind of had an idea that I am being place in 6^th grade but not sure what is 6-1 meant.

A south Indian girl was assign to me to show me around the school, who didn’t spoke my language but spoke Hindi but very limited. The only experience I had was just following her around. Weak later I find myself, staring at the black board, listing to bunch of gibberish. Four months later we moved to Chicago, Naperville where we moved in with my father’s friend. Who had two kids around my age, a boy name Edavin and girl name Priya. We brought the papers to the city hall again and they interview me and of course I didn’t spoke a word of English, only hello and how are you. This meant I couldn’t go to the same school as Adavin and Priya because there school didn’t offer ESL classes. There I was again in the same situation, didn’t learn much there either. The only advantage I had there was Adavin and Priya who helped me do my homework and thought me how to speak English but I was never able to write properly  

Finally we moved to Boston there I was placed in ESL class, but for only 45 minutes of the day. Those 45 minutes was nothing but embarrassment because all the kids made fun of me whenever the teacher came to get me. Also I didn’t learn much from it because the teacher was teaching us the alphabets. Gradually I passed my elementary school, then to high school. That didn’t change much because based on my grade I was placed in all ESL class. What that meant was all the students that were in the class with me had the same back ground as I did. And the teacher would teach slowly and more detailed. Which helped out a lot, by then I was speaking English fine but still not able to write properly, it was because I wasn’t speaking properly either.

I guess if you study hard and just focus on passing the classed you can do it. Just like that I was able to pass all my classes with an “A” grade except in my English class, because I never learned how to write. After I graduate high school I was always afraid to come back to school because I didn’t had enough courage to face my own weakness in writing. Finally, I took the class with Professor Ralph Roche this summer at Bunker Hill. That is where I learned how to write and passed his class with “A” grade.

After getting a job at Mass General Hospital, made me realize how important it is have a college degree. In order for you to excel with your professional life it’s very important have proper education. Today I have my manger, my doctors and my husband supporting me to enhance my writing skills. The biggest obstacle doesn’t look that big anymore.