The Hardest Moment In El Salvador
Once I was a kid, I had hard times getting used to the new surroundings of El Salvador. I moved there when I was 7 years old, not knowing to speak English nor Spanish. I wanted to be just like the others, playing, laughing, talking, and have fun. I really wanted to be with them and play with them, but it seemed impossible for me to do what they were doing. In my opinion, not being able to communicate is really the hardest thing a person can face. After trying over years to get along with them, and talk to them, I got to make the best friends I ever could have. I still remember my first year at that school. Not knowing anything or what to do, I had really hard times getting used to everything. Of course, the hardest thing was to communicate with my teachers. No one really helped me to talk with the teachers or ask them something. The year went on pretty quickly. I just did what I had to do, go to school, pay attention in classes and do my homework. I somehow started understanding more what the teachers would tell me, and I also could tell them some basic stuff.
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Some other Korean friends had told me that they were having hard times even though they have been living there longer than me. I had to do everything by myself until good times came. I felt really left out on everything. I used to come home and cry because my friends wouldn’t play with me. I know my parents were sad because they couldn’t speak Spanish, and help me on doing anything related to school. I had to take care of all the school supplies, but the sad thing is that we didn’t even know where to buy them. We got no help from others. I tried my best to not get in trouble at school, and keep school to myself. It was getting better, but there were some things that I couldn’t do like the others, because I did not yet know much about the country or my
Some other Korean friends had told me that they were having hard times even though they have been living there longer than me. I had to do everything by myself until good times came. I felt really left out on everything. I used to come home and cry because my friends wouldn’t play with me. I know my parents were sad because they couldn’t speak Spanish, and help me on doing anything related to school. I had to take care of all the school supplies, but the sad thing is that we didn’t even know where to buy them. We got no help from others. I tried my best to not get in trouble at school, and keep school to myself. It was getting better, but there were some things that I couldn’t do like the others, because I did not yet know much about the country or my