COS Scholarship Personal Statement
COS Scholarship Personal Statement
As I sat at my desk, in my fourth-grade classroom, in my new school, the room was filled with buoyant children, and buzzing with their energetic talking. I could hear the voices of those at my table clearly, and see their lips moving along to the sound of their voice, forming words. Their body language communicated friendliness. However, I could not understand what they were saying to me. At that moment, I felt like I was watching one of those silent films from the 1920s, but in full color. No matter how much my classmates attempted to include me, I was still a spectator amongst them.
When we moved to Mexico I was a distraught five-year old; I was upset about leaving my friends and family behind in California. I had spent every day of my life up to that point surrounded by them, and I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to live in a new country surrounded by strangers and relatives I either hadn’t met or didn’t remember at all. My cousins and classmates were not initially welcoming; I …show more content…
I dreaded having to be the foreigner in the school again, but this time I knew that it would only be a matter of time before I made new friends. I had to learn to speak English, since I had not spoken English during my time in Mexico and didn’t remember much, and I was determined to do so as quickly as possible because it would mean I would be integrated with my new classmates sooner. Once I learned basic English, I could understand more of what my peers spoke of and I noticed that my life was quite different from theirs. However, I came to the realization that I needed to embrace my differences as a Mexican-American because they are what make me the person I
As I sat at my desk, in my fourth-grade classroom, in my new school, the room was filled with buoyant children, and buzzing with their energetic talking. I could hear the voices of those at my table clearly, and see their lips moving along to the sound of their voice, forming words. Their body language communicated friendliness. However, I could not understand what they were saying to me. At that moment, I felt like I was watching one of those silent films from the 1920s, but in full color. No matter how much my classmates attempted to include me, I was still a spectator amongst them.
When we moved to Mexico I was a distraught five-year old; I was upset about leaving my friends and family behind in California. I had spent every day of my life up to that point surrounded by them, and I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to live in a new country surrounded by strangers and relatives I either hadn’t met or didn’t remember at all. My cousins and classmates were not initially welcoming; I …show more content…
I dreaded having to be the foreigner in the school again, but this time I knew that it would only be a matter of time before I made new friends. I had to learn to speak English, since I had not spoken English during my time in Mexico and didn’t remember much, and I was determined to do so as quickly as possible because it would mean I would be integrated with my new classmates sooner. Once I learned basic English, I could understand more of what my peers spoke of and I noticed that my life was quite different from theirs. However, I came to the realization that I needed to embrace my differences as a Mexican-American because they are what make me the person I