The Day I Remember Analysis

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Throughout the years I have come to forget about my past as I focus on the future, and on creating memories which I am sure to remember. I live in the present not in the past. After all, I live by the quote of Alice Morse Earle, “Yesterday’s history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift that is why it is called the present.” I enjoy creating memories, memories which I am sure to remember, since youth lives in hope and old lives in memories. Nevertheless, there are some snippets of my life that appear once in a while, making me remember about my past. It has become a habit of mine to piece all of these snippets together to create a coherent story, it 's like a puzzle that never seems to end. Some of the stories which I have come to remember, …show more content…

I don 't seem to remember the whereabouts of both my brother or sister, which is bizarre, as they seem to have played a role in all of my stories so far. I remember being in CGB (Colegio Gran Bretana) a small international school surrounded with bilingual kids who were just like me. They would learn how to write and speak English during school and communicate with their families in Spanish at home. We were raised this way since knowing English was an essential aspect when it came to traveling, and we all knew that travelling was in our future plans. After all, the world is a book, and those who do not travel stay on the same page. The idea of knowing different languages allowed us to have different visions of life. However, it was a demanding task for a 4 year old to accomplish as it took time, dedication and perseverance. Confusion was part of my everyday life, I would say “table” instead of “tabla” at home and would be instantly corrected by both of my parents. When I went to school, I would say “ojos” instead of “eyes” and would be once again corrected by the teacher, leaving me in complete oblivion towards what I was supposed to say. The same mistakes happened during my writing, I would get constant correction regarding my incorrect writing towards the image that was placed above . Speaking became a constant terror