Victoria adapting toa change that you didn’t know was

Victoria Clements Prof. GoellerEnglish 110117 January 2018         Across the World”Are you ready to go? We don’t want to miss our flight.” stated my grandparents.”Wait, what? Where are we going?” I asked in a frightened and anxious voice. They neverAnswered, so I stopped asking. I said goodbye to my family because I knew deep downthat I wouldn’t be seeing them for some time. While gazing out my door there was asuitcase with my name on it that caught my eye almost immediately. My young minddidn’t comprehend at the time that I would be leaving for a while. I was just five years oldgetting ready to board a flight to Romania. This was my first time flying out of the country. I didn’t really understand, at the time, why I was going there. To my mom it wasspecial for me to go to Romania, the place where she was born and lived most of her life,and to share in her culture. My mom also felt that this experience would help my mind grow and become more intelligent. My grandparents and I stayed with the culture of Romania for six months. I learned the language, culture, and how to survive in a foreign country. No clue on when I would hear my families voice, or hold their hand. I missed the support from my parents. I missed my family tremendously when I was gone. It’s difficult adapting toa change that you didn’t know was coming. In Romania, for a while I felt like I was out of place. Like a dandelion blowing in thewind not knowing what to call home or when to stop. After about a month or two, I finallyfelt at home, like the culture had became a part of me. I wondered how my life would change when I would have to add in school. The next thing I know school was about to start and Iwas extremely nervous because I had finally gotten situated.  Considering that by agesix in Romania kids can speak and write fluently, I was falling behind. After just a couplemonths of schooling I was fluent in Romanian. It wasn’t that hard considering that mygrandparents only spoke Romanian with me. I could speak the Romanian language, but when it came to writing, it was one of the most difficult experiences that I’ve been through. Shortly after school began I became friends with a girl named Carla. We would hangout after school and talk about the lesson that she learned that day. Carla being in first grade helped me in school greatly. So much so that the teachers decided it would be more fitting if I joined her class. Being in a class where I knew someone and felt comfortable with them helped me become a better learner. In no time I was perfecting my writing skills in a foreign language thanks to Carla. Right after I had finally gotten the hang of things in Romania it seemed like it was time to go home. Returning to America was a challenge. I hadn’t seen my family in six months. It was like I had to start my life and schooling all over again. As soon as I came back I was put in school. The teachers had seen that I was struggling to keep up and comprehend the work. English, on the other hand, was difficult to master when I came back. The simple task of reading a book was grueling. I could have either stayed in the first grade and continued to struggle through school or go back to kindergarten to relearn everything I forgot. My mom decided that going to kindergarten again would help me much more in the long run. It was incredibly hard re-learning a language that I hadn’t used in six months. That extra year of kindergarten helped me tremendously.I was furious with my mom for what I felt at the time was a rash decision. I couldn’tbelieve that she would make me do a class for the second time without asking me. I lookback on it all and think what if I was never given the chance of extra help? Today I amdoing advanced classes for reading and writing and that would have never been possiblewithout the help I was given and me persevering through the hardships of school. Now Iam actually grateful that people decided to recognize that I needed help. I’m mostlygrateful that my mom knew that I would accomplish more if I was given the chance to reach my full potential. Without my teachers and my mom, who never stopped believing inme and my future, I know that I wouldn’t have gotten this far in my classes. I am currently a seventh grader at Lakota with straight A’s. I also enrolled in Sinclair this year for EnglishLiterature and Sociology.