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Personal Narrative: Looking Back To The Classroom

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Right next to the neighborhood pool was a little girl selling lemonade and popsicles on a hot day. The menu read: One dollar for a lemonade, fifty cents for refills, a dollar for either a grape, orange, cherry or lime popsicles. That little girl was a shy girl with dreams who took the advice from Dumbo "to fly." "fly." That little girl was me, Juliana Martinez, a Colombian-American student who doesn't let roadblocks stop me. During my first grade teacher parent meeting, Mrs Torres said, "She barely speaks,doesn't interact with the other kids, and can't read well. Are you sure she is not intellectually disabled?" My parents responded by saying, "She's shy; she just needs to practice her reading that is all." I continued elementary with my class but had trouble with my reading comprehension. …show more content…

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