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Personal Narrative: Moving To A Deaf School

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When I turned into a freshman, I decided to transfer to a deaf school for my high school years and graduated there. By then, my struggles with my writing and reading were improving by working hard. IN my freshman, there was an English teacher, Mrs. Copeland-Samaripa, a strict teacher I ever had seen and I failed this class once because of lack of my doing in homework and tests. I didn’t want to repeat the grade so I decided to work hard by studying notes for test and turned homework in on time. For next two years, I really didn’t learn lot about writing because of different teachers weren’t taught me very well then in my senior year, a bearded man, Mr. Dirk, came in my life. He decided to teach the class with “start over” English but in the
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