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Personal Narrative: My American School Life
My decision to have American school life was the biggest transformation in my life. The background of my family was very normal except that my parents were more exposed to English than any other Korean parents. My mom is an English teacher, and my dad is an electrical engineer. They both can read, write and speak English. I was exposed to English since I was young, and I started to learn the alphabet when I was three. I've been to an English speaking kindergarten, and an English-based international elementary school. As soon as I went into middle school, I started to forget commonly used English because I was had lesser opportunity to speak English at the school. While I was applying for international high school in Korea, I realized how much
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