Is This The Place I Want To Stay In?
Essay 1
Professor McNair
English 101-K35A7
October 14,2013
Is This The Place I Want To Stay In? October 24, 2004. It is the first day of school after moving to NY, walking in to class I realize I am no longer in a place I know. Everyone looks and speaks so differently, they speak a language I can't understand. Finally, a girl walk up to me, she is Taiwanese just like me. I was so happy when she told me she will be my translator for the year. Her name is Joanne, and of course she is my first friend. As the day goes by, I start to miss my old days when I was still in Taiwan, I realize the people in my class are not as friendly as I thought they would be. They pick on me because I didnt know any English, they call me names which I can't even understand. After school, my grandpa came to school to pick me up. He ask,"How was your day today? Met any new friends?" Of course I can't tell him how mean my classmates were so instead I answered,"It was great, everyone in my class were very friendly and I made a lot of new friends." I lied, but that's what I have to do if I don't want my family to worry about me. The night finally comes, I hide in my blanket and began to cry. I miss my parents, my friends, Taiwan, and my old days. I want to go back to Taiwan, go back to the place I am familiar with, go back to the place where everyone are friendly. Two months ago, my parents suddenly told me they are going to send me to NY to live with my grandparents, they told me it would be better for me. I am their only child so I know how painful they felt when they made that decision. Even though, in Taiwan is the same routine everyday for me. Waking up at 7 a.m every morning, go to school, go help grandma in the store after school, and wait for my parents to come pick me up after work which is always around 11 p.m, after I get home they need to check my homework and by the time I get to bed is around 3 a.m. Maybe they were right, moving here is better
Professor McNair
English 101-K35A7
October 14,2013
Is This The Place I Want To Stay In? October 24, 2004. It is the first day of school after moving to NY, walking in to class I realize I am no longer in a place I know. Everyone looks and speaks so differently, they speak a language I can't understand. Finally, a girl walk up to me, she is Taiwanese just like me. I was so happy when she told me she will be my translator for the year. Her name is Joanne, and of course she is my first friend. As the day goes by, I start to miss my old days when I was still in Taiwan, I realize the people in my class are not as friendly as I thought they would be. They pick on me because I didnt know any English, they call me names which I can't even understand. After school, my grandpa came to school to pick me up. He ask,"How was your day today? Met any new friends?" Of course I can't tell him how mean my classmates were so instead I answered,"It was great, everyone in my class were very friendly and I made a lot of new friends." I lied, but that's what I have to do if I don't want my family to worry about me. The night finally comes, I hide in my blanket and began to cry. I miss my parents, my friends, Taiwan, and my old days. I want to go back to Taiwan, go back to the place I am familiar with, go back to the place where everyone are friendly. Two months ago, my parents suddenly told me they are going to send me to NY to live with my grandparents, they told me it would be better for me. I am their only child so I know how painful they felt when they made that decision. Even though, in Taiwan is the same routine everyday for me. Waking up at 7 a.m every morning, go to school, go help grandma in the store after school, and wait for my parents to come pick me up after work which is always around 11 p.m, after I get home they need to check my homework and by the time I get to bed is around 3 a.m. Maybe they were right, moving here is better