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Oct 24, 2012
Undergraduate / 'I immigrated from China to America' - Experience that changed me [4]
Thanks for the advise. I change my whole essay, so please revise it, tell me if this one is better and check the grammar please.
When I was ten, I received a whopper of a surprise: I am going to to America. Initially, when I learned I was immigrating to United State, I was excited because I have always been a adventurer, going to the new country arouse my curiosity. I was only ten years old and, despite extensive research on life in America, I didn't realize how large of a transition moving would be. It wasn't until I stepped on the land of U.S that I began to feel trepidation.
Extraordinary, that describes everything cast in my eye. Everything surround me are all composed of the material I see in everyday life, only all the object operates with English. I only have little knowledge of English, I will have to blame on myself for all the hardest coming up soon. I have taken several English class outside school when I was in China. Only that all the tuition fee paid for the class is a dilapidation. To me, the existence of school and class was only for me to sleep, socialize, and pass time. I have no motion for doing school work, being the most lazy one in the class.
The rank for my laziness could probably be the number one of my school. In all course I have taken, homework are never turn in complete. I use the five minute left of each class to start my homework. Whenever the bell rings, is the time I shove my book in my backpack, the next time I dig it out is always the time my homework are due.
In every course I have taken, the English course I take extra outside school is where I slack off the most. I have waste the time and effort teacher try to put on me. Whenever we practice dialogue in the class, I practice my sleeping skills. Homework given in the class always become a piece of artwork. Words spoken are my lullaby. Activity time is my free time. No rewards was ever giving, no effort was ever put in the class.
Due to my immigration, I learn a lifetime lesson: reward don't always come right after effort. No effort were put in my English class, no reward are earned. I can't communicate with the society of American without any knowledge of English. I have already lost my reward, which is to communicate with others at the beginning.
Not being able to communicate with anyone is the worst thing I can think of. I try my hardest to retrieve my reward for being able to communicate. I have change inside out, to something I never think I would be. Now I have changed, from being a loafer to being a "nerd". This is what changes me: effort might not always retrieve you a reward, but for sure no effort won't reward anyone.
Thanks for the advise. I change my whole essay, so please revise it, tell me if this one is better and check the grammar please.
When I was ten, I received a whopper of a surprise: I am going to to America. Initially, when I learned I was immigrating to United State, I was excited because I have always been a adventurer, going to the new country arouse my curiosity. I was only ten years old and, despite extensive research on life in America, I didn't realize how large of a transition moving would be. It wasn't until I stepped on the land of U.S that I began to feel trepidation.
Extraordinary, that describes everything cast in my eye. Everything surround me are all composed of the material I see in everyday life, only all the object operates with English. I only have little knowledge of English, I will have to blame on myself for all the hardest coming up soon. I have taken several English class outside school when I was in China. Only that all the tuition fee paid for the class is a dilapidation. To me, the existence of school and class was only for me to sleep, socialize, and pass time. I have no motion for doing school work, being the most lazy one in the class.
The rank for my laziness could probably be the number one of my school. In all course I have taken, homework are never turn in complete. I use the five minute left of each class to start my homework. Whenever the bell rings, is the time I shove my book in my backpack, the next time I dig it out is always the time my homework are due.
In every course I have taken, the English course I take extra outside school is where I slack off the most. I have waste the time and effort teacher try to put on me. Whenever we practice dialogue in the class, I practice my sleeping skills. Homework given in the class always become a piece of artwork. Words spoken are my lullaby. Activity time is my free time. No rewards was ever giving, no effort was ever put in the class.
Due to my immigration, I learn a lifetime lesson: reward don't always come right after effort. No effort were put in my English class, no reward are earned. I can't communicate with the society of American without any knowledge of English. I have already lost my reward, which is to communicate with others at the beginning.
Not being able to communicate with anyone is the worst thing I can think of. I try my hardest to retrieve my reward for being able to communicate. I have change inside out, to something I never think I would be. Now I have changed, from being a loafer to being a "nerd". This is what changes me: effort might not always retrieve you a reward, but for sure no effort won't reward anyone.