The challenge of learning a new language can be intimidating for anyone. When I was a
freshman at a high school , the fear was intense. Whenever I tried to speak in English, my
nervousness and fear took over and I could not complete my sentence, often resulting in my loss for
right words. Also, my ----- accent had my friends ask me to repeat everything I said. I was afraid
that my poor English would cause people to shun me and that I would become a loner in my high
school. However, The god of luck, showed up in a good perfect timing in the form of ---------
a classmate, and ----
----knew that I was self-conscious about speaking and making mistakes in grammar and
in pronunciation, so he would daily come up and ask me questions about my culture and my family to
get me to talk. He seemed to show genuine interest in the things I had to say and always had more
things to ask me, including my genealogy.
One day, I came to school prepared with lots of information about my ancestors. As I was
talking, -------suddenly pointed out that I was coherently connecting my thoughts in full sentences.
All of a sudden, a flood of emotions came over me. I was surprised and happy that finally, I was
showing signs of improvement. I knew that day that he was really not interested in my genealogy,
but that he really wanted to help me with my English, and more importantly, with my confidence, which
------was assistant principal who said, “Don’t think you will be given easy grades because
you are International student. Teachers will grade you just like everyone else in the class.” Those
words sounded harsh and uncaring. Then, he told me “I am willing to help you with your
assignments, if you make time after school.” For one second he was this heartless person, but
with that last sentence he spoke, he became an angel in disguise. He kept a high standard for
excellence and didn’t...