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Eddy Alexander III (Dominican Republic, Age 15): English 342


My name is Eddy Alexander III I am from Dominican Republic(DR) I am 15 years old . I have long hair like a afro and I speak two languages spanish and english . Now I live in New York with my dad, sister,brothers,and stepmother. When I was in DR my dad send me a letter with appointment of the consulate in DR. I was eager to come to New York. In DR I lived with my mom,my grandmother and my grandfather we lived in a town located in Santiago,DR.  In DR have everything I need  because every 2 week my used to send me money. In DR, I used to play baseball and go to the park it was fun, also in DR my family and I ,we used to go to church together, I am christian catholic I believe in god. In DR I study hard because even if I couldn’t come to New York I would be someone, I mean by someone like to be independent to not dependent of nobody. My family  always tell me to study hard if I want to be someone in the future.In my country some places treat the people by the social condition that you are. I mean by social condition like if you’re rich or poor or medium class. In DR I was medium class. Medium class is when you are in between rich and poor.
My family also told me to protect the women to treat womens with the same rights, women also works hard and women are like the petal of the rose so the men should take care of them by treat them with the same rights and ways.    


                                                 Part one:   Your Town/House in DR
My house in DR is a town located in Santiago,DR. My house is white and orange and have a big backyard  and a garden with lots of flower. In the backyard there are lots of animals like chicken,turkey and hen. Also there are lots of trees of mango and avocado.
In my house I smelled the food of my mommy and abuela cooking the delicious fried chicken,tostones,mangu,cheese,red beans and rice, when I smell that in New York I feel like I am in home. In my town walking down the street I heard guira,guitar,tambores and fast beat making music of Merengue and Bachata and  I heard footsteps of people dancing in the colmado(market) on a warm day near the cold river. In my town I touched the ball because I played baseball. I also played baseball I touched glove,grass,dirt,bat, and I felt the heat from the sun and I felt the sweat coming down of my face.
                                                                Part Two:  Family in DR
My family in DR are my mommy,abuela and my grandfather. My mommy she is always do what I say, I think she do that because she love me. Abuela she is so strict and so religious, she is catholic, I mean by strict not because she hit or something is because she want me to be like a good boy and then she would give me what I want, my grandfather he is funny we used to play domino together.
I hadn't included my father because he never live with me in DR because he came to NYC before I born, every year he used to go to see me in DR, he every 2 weeks he send me money.  My family pay lots attention to me because they don’t want me to be a bad boy  if I do something bad they punish me like no tv  for the all week and no videos games, my family they used to take me to church every sunday.When I was in DR my family every 2 weeks they go to check my grades if I’m doing good or bad especially abuela she is the one who always watching my steps, the good thing that I was a good student and she was proud of me.
                 
                  Part Three:  When you learned you were coming to NYC
I was 8 years old when the phone ringed in my bedroom it was my dad the one who was calling from new york, he told me that “you are coming to new york in five years but only you” in one hand I was happy and eager to come to New York but in the other hand I was sad because my family were not coming with me , I never live before without my family. After my dad told that I was coming to new york, I was the same person and with the same goal because if wouldn’t come to New York I would study hard to be independent and professional.
                                              



                                                   Part Four:  After you came
When I came to New York I was very sad because my family was in DR. I went to Manhattan and  everything was cool I go to Manhattan , I saw lots of lights and games it was beautiful but all those beautiful things don’t make me forget about my family and every time I was alone I felt sad and I cried because I started thinking  about my family ,then I meeted my little siblings,step brother and my stepmother.     
                                      Part Five:  Friends and Family in NYC
My family in NYC are my little sibling, step brother, stepmother and my dad. My little siblings are the only one that were born in U.S, my step brother and my stepmother they came to NYC ten years ago, my dad he came to NYC almost twenty years ago, I only have almost two years in NYC and I know a lot of english in school I meeted new friends and most of them are dominicans like me.    
                                  Part Six:  School in NYC
When I started go to school I was scared because I thought the others students would make fun of me because I didn’t knew english ,but it wasn’t like that in my class almost all the student were new like me; I meeted new teachers they are so nice and they teach me lots of things that’s why I know a lot of english if you have a problem they are always there for you.

2 comments:

  1. I like you wrote your feeling when you come to NY and your family. I think you should write the verb for past tense and write more details about native country school and friends.

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  2. I love what you wrote because is show that you really love your country and you miss a lot also you show a lot detail in your story. one thing that you should be improve is trying to give more detail about your life in united states but everything is fine I love what you wrote.

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