I’m from a family where basically all the males do sport specially soccer. Soccer is my life I’ve been playing since I was 5 years old. I’m from Caracas, Venezuela. I came to America in June 2007 after a week from my birthday. When I used to live in Venezuela I never really opened myself up to see how the world was so much different from the world that I was living in. I never really cared until I moved to United States. My family is Haitian, some of my cousins are from Venezuela like me and since I’m a person that has well communication with everybody (which means I like to talk about everything to people), I decided to learn other languages, my first language is Spanish, second is (Haitian Creole), third is English and I know some French also. I remember when I arrive at the airport in Florida, I thought I was going to hell because it was so hot for my first time being here and I didn’t like the food either, I was so scared, scared because I had everything in my country and out of nowhere I lose everything and also move to a brand new world where I can’t talk to people, I can’t read, I didn’t know where I was going, where I was going to live, and then how to make new friends if I couldn’t speak the language?, going to a new school, all those things were in my head all morning, day and night. BUT! things changed when you don’t give up, when you think positive, when you don’t lose hope. I only knew a few words in English because I used to play videogames that were in English, my mom was looking for a job and since I didn’t wanted to give her more problems than what she already had, I
I’m from a family where basically all the males do sport specially soccer. Soccer is my life I’ve been playing since I was 5 years old. I’m from Caracas, Venezuela. I came to America in June 2007 after a week from my birthday. When I used to live in Venezuela I never really opened myself up to see how the world was so much different from the world that I was living in. I never really cared until I moved to United States. My family is Haitian, some of my cousins are from Venezuela like me and since I’m a person that has well communication with everybody (which means I like to talk about everything to people), I decided to learn other languages, my first language is Spanish, second is (Haitian Creole), third is English and I know some French also. I remember when I arrive at the airport in Florida, I thought I was going to hell because it was so hot for my first time being here and I didn’t like the food either, I was so scared, scared because I had everything in my country and out of nowhere I lose everything and also move to a brand new world where I can’t talk to people, I can’t read, I didn’t know where I was going, where I was going to live, and then how to make new friends if I couldn’t speak the language?, going to a new school, all those things were in my head all morning, day and night. BUT! things changed when you don’t give up, when you think positive, when you don’t lose hope. I only knew a few words in English because I used to play videogames that were in English, my mom was looking for a job and since I didn’t wanted to give her more problems than what she already had, I