Beyond the Perception

Beyond the Perception

  • Submitted By: Norma
  • Date Submitted: 01/23/2009 6:14 AM
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Beyond the Perception
BY: Norma Perez

First days of school can be the most difficult things to get through, but to me that is like being tortured. Ever since I can remember I have been a very quiet person. Is not that I’m antisocial I just keep things to myself. Some people find it in them that they can make friends easily and is a habit for them to adapt to any kind of environment. I feel like for me is like putting a newborn on the streets. Throughout my life I always have been this quiet girl and laid back.
Living in a country that isn’t my country has been really hard. Things haven’t been so easy. Having to adapt to new, people, language, and whole different atmosphere has been like a 360 degree turn on my life. I love to live in the U.S. is just that for some weird reason I seem to not find my place here. Sometimes when I go to places I feel like I am looked upon. There’s this feeling you get when you enter e room or a place and you get a sense that people are staring at you. Not the “oh she looks nice stare, but the “Oh look here comes a Mexican…..” People are prejudice everywhere but when you are in a country that is not yours is hard to get through the fact that you are no one here. I feel like sometimes I have no say or no voice in things. Like my opinion doesn’t matter. I know a lot of great people who don’t worry about where you came from or at your color the look at other things beyond that. My mother has always taught me to always look with my head up high and to not let anyone tell me they are batter because that was up to God to decide. I am proud of my heritage and I wouldn’t change my background if I could.
Having to live with a dad that has an alcoholism problem hasn’t made my life easier. Even though I no longer live with him I live my days worrying about him all the time. Waking up everyday without knowing where he could possibly be or if he is ok ticks in my head daily. He doesn’t understand the pain I feel...

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