Wednesday, December 14, 2011

The truth comes out..

Author Statement
Choosing to do a blog is one of the easiest ways to express short thoughts. Short thoughts allow a person to get out how they feel in a short amount of words, allowing them to get straight to the point of their most important thoughts, feelings, and emotions. 
The blog I created called, “My Life” by Maria was created to express how many children feel and all of the troubles they encounter and emotions they go through, but some just can’t seem to express. Doing this blog really allowed others to not only see what younger children have to go through, but also feel how the situations impact them and see the reactions and the behind the scenes feelings. 
It is now clear that I have pretended to be a young, middle school aged, girl from Mexico. Although some may think I had no idea what I was talking about since I am born and raised in New York, I actually know a lot more than they think. 
Not every person is the exact same, and I understand that completely. However, not everyone is one hundred percent different. Many people have similar qualities and can relate to many other people, whether it be a different gender, race, or ethnicity. And most certainly young teenage girls do not go through the same drama filled lives however they do still go through them and I was once a young girl, with lots of family, school, and friendship problems that I had to experience that made me the type of person I am today.
When you are young, everything seems like a big deal and like its the end of the world if something does not work out however no one ever tells them that it isn’t or reassures them that it is going to be okay. Thats all kids really need sometimes is a little shove and a positive message to temporarily cheer them up until they realize for themselves that it’s going to be okay. 
Immigrants always had a tough time adjusting and accomplishing their priorities and dreams right off the bat. So when you are an immigrant, and also a young teenage girl, life just seems that much harder. It is a struggle to fit in and make friends when you are new at a school and unfamiliar with the country and the area. It is even harder when people are looking at you differently and judging you and asking you lots of questions about where you came from or doing the exact opposite as if you did not exist and they are ignoring you. 
Putting myself into “Maria’s” shoes and making myself not only think and express myself as if I was a thirteen year old girl, but making myself be from a different country really was difficult but at the same time not as hard as expected. You come across the typical stereotype situations, but the main point is have the viewers feel and see the situations, the reactions, and the lasting imprints of the scenarios. That was my main objective to do in my blog; to make others feel and relate and then realize maybe they should change their ways and be the kid that treats others like an equal, or the adult who does not care who she is working with or who her children choose to be friends with. It was about maturing as a person, writer, and slowly as a read mature and have a lasting impact on them that for in the future they realize how everyone may be different, but what actually needs to be different is nothing. The way you treat others should all be with the same respect and kindness that you would like to be treated with. No one likes to feel different or a less than equal so no one should treat others as if they are.  
Although I may have made some people angry by outing myself and pretending to be something I wasn’t. It was all for a good cause. If someone came across this and realized it was an eighteen year old girl doing a project for her class they would think I was being an inconsiderate girl with no experience with the whole scenario. However, when readers thought a young Mexican girl was expressing her emotions, they probably had a different perspective and actually were impacted for the better. I apologize if I have offended anybody with this, I just did it so other people can have a broader perspective and gain more knowledge.

no school today

There was an early closing at school today for report cards. I asked my mom if it was okay for my new friend to come over after the dismissal for lunch and to play. My mom said that it was okay and cleaned up the house and planned for lunch.

She picked us up from school and we were excited that school got out early. My mom acted nervous to meet her. I have never seen my mom get nervous like that but maybe it was because i've never had any American friends over to play before so she thought she had to impress her or something.

Rosie stayed till after dinner and my mom took us for ice cream. My dad really liked her and said she seems like a good friend to have. My dad doesnt like many people so I took that as a compliment.

In school the next day it was like Rosie and I were best friends we started to do everything together and were now partners in English and she said she would help me since i'm still struggling.

Monday, December 12, 2011

its been awhile

I have been really busy working and helping my mom around the house. While helping my mom I told her all about the fight at school and what happened. She told me how I should stick up for the kid next time because that isnt right. I think i'm going to.

My dad got a job down the road! He's so happy now and we have some extra money so we went and got a pizza, it finally feels like home for once!

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

the fight

Today in lunch I was sitting by myself when my friend in my spanish class came and asked if she could sit with me. I of course didnt care at all and enjoyed the company for once. She told me all about her school year and who are her friends and who arent. Even though I could definetely tell in class. She seemed more of the popular side and was very funny. I told her a little about my background and how my parents have always wanted to come to America because they thought there were more opportunities. I explained to her that there are only more opportunities if you come from the right place, have the right name, or the "right" race and told her how my dad can't seem to get a job at the big farms so now he's searching at the smaller ones where they only pay half as much and have fewer hours.

We continued sharing stories back and forth for what seemed like forever, when all of a sudden there was a huge crowd of kids and lots of yelling. Right away she explained to me this happens every couple of weeks. Theres a African American kid in ninth grade and the white senior group of jocks always pick on him and push him around, and everyone watches- but no one does anything. It made me quite sad for this boy but i never commented on it and neither did she.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

spanish project

I finished my spanish project today! My group made me finish the entire project my myself and I think it turned out okay. My teacher really likes me so hopefully she will give our group a good grade, she knows I did most of the work. I think she kind of feels bad for me which is good and bad in a way. My other teachers dont really like or not like me, they just treat me like everyone else which is kind of a good thing but they dont give me extra help when i need it. Today I didnt understand the english assignment and I stayed after class but my teacher I think is racist. She yelled at me and told me that just because Im new here and from a different country doesnt mean I should get extra help. I started crying and walked out. I thought it was very mean of her to say that. I guess everyone is skeptical of new people though especially when they are a different race than what they are use to. My dad is still looking for a job and my mother is crankyer than ever.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

long time no talk

I haven't written in a few days. I have been so busy trying to get away from my mom. She's forcing me to try to get a job at a maple farm down the road so we can have the extra money. I dont know if i can keep up with that and school. especially with this project I have to finish for spanish. my group was going well but now they are pushing it all onto me again. Im afraid to say something. My dad got told that they don't hire mexicans so he is still looking for a job. so far I dont like new york. its very cruel to non Americans. well, off to bed.

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

my school day.

So since my dad is on the look out for new jobs, life at home has been bad. He is always yelling and fighting with my mom and then they both yell at me. I didnt get much sleep last night and had a terrible dream. I had a dream that we got caught being illegal immigrants and were sent back. However we weren't allowed to take any of our things back with us so all my memories were gone. I woke up crying. School was surprisingly very fun since i havent had fun there yet. My project is going great and i made a really good friend named rosie. Shes so nice and doesnt care who i am or where im from she just likes me for me.  When i got home today my dad was out at an interview so hopefully it goes well. fingers crossed.