This is my prompt:Evaluate a significant experience, achievement, risk you have taken, or ethical dilemma you have faced and its impact on you.
I came up with this idea the impact English has had on my since I'm a not native-English speaker, and I need desperately your opinions on it. Any type of feedback is welcomed, and I would greatly appreciate it if you have any ideas for the title, cuz I think it's lame..
thank you!
English class. 7th grade. A middle-aged teacher writes on the board, "Speaking two languages is living two lives." Being immature at the time, I think, "Duh! Then the polyglots should be immortal!"I hated the quote. Not because I really believed what I was thinking, but because I knew that my English speaking skills were not even good enough to hold a decent conversation. Reflecting on this, I was not happy. It was then that I decided to master English.
Today, many years later, I finally have realized what being bilingual and living two lives really means. For different people, it can mean different things. For me, it meant receiving a scholarship to study abroad in the USA.
Being an exchange student was really fun. Taking funny pictures on Hollywood hills was something I had only dreamed of, and running up and down the Golden Gate Bridge was very entertaining(it can be tiring as well!). Attending an American high school, with me being a pure foreigner and being there "just for the experience" was an amusement on its own. Sharing my culture and listening to what others thought of Kosovo was very exciting. Soon, however, I realized that fun was a drop in the bucket. Moving from a small village where I had spent most of my life to California, the most diverse state in the country, was quite a challenge. I had to move back to square one: adjust to a completely new environment, live with strangers, not to add that I missed my friends and family. But I could speak English at a decent level, and this is exactly where my second life began.
Gradually, I started to make more friends and become more integrated into my host family. I started to think under the "It's not better, not worse, just different" philosophy.If before I would ignore people who had a different hairstyle, or were wearing 'weird' clothes, now I started to interact and get to know them. I began approaching things differently and confronting challenges without a familiar support network.As a result, I could make my own decisions and solve my own problems.I realized the need to get out of my comfort zone and try new things. For example I never did sports before because I didn't see myself as an athletic person. But I decided to try swim, and to my surprise, I found out that I could do more than I thought I could. It's true that still I am not the most athletic person one would meet, but finishing the season successfully helped me understand that nothing is impossible. Experiencing different things, soon, I could see a more confident me. I felt more comfortable talking to strangers, gained a broader general knowledge, and exercised more independence. Learning English gave me the opportunity to experience new things I could never have experienced if I had spoken only one language. It also helped me develop interests in learning other languages. I began to see the world as a smaller place, and I began to appreciate more other cultures as well as my own.
The year I spent in the US tremendously impacted my life.Not only have I become an independent thinker and a person who is more open to new ideas, but I have also explored new cultures in ways I never had before. Speaking a new language helped me to truly live my second life--a life in a year--through my experience as an exchange student.
I came up with this idea the impact English has had on my since I'm a not native-English speaker, and I need desperately your opinions on it. Any type of feedback is welcomed, and I would greatly appreciate it if you have any ideas for the title, cuz I think it's lame..
thank you!
English class. 7th grade. A middle-aged teacher writes on the board, "Speaking two languages is living two lives." Being immature at the time, I think, "Duh! Then the polyglots should be immortal!"I hated the quote. Not because I really believed what I was thinking, but because I knew that my English speaking skills were not even good enough to hold a decent conversation. Reflecting on this, I was not happy. It was then that I decided to master English.
Today, many years later, I finally have realized what being bilingual and living two lives really means. For different people, it can mean different things. For me, it meant receiving a scholarship to study abroad in the USA.
Being an exchange student was really fun. Taking funny pictures on Hollywood hills was something I had only dreamed of, and running up and down the Golden Gate Bridge was very entertaining(it can be tiring as well!). Attending an American high school, with me being a pure foreigner and being there "just for the experience" was an amusement on its own. Sharing my culture and listening to what others thought of Kosovo was very exciting. Soon, however, I realized that fun was a drop in the bucket. Moving from a small village where I had spent most of my life to California, the most diverse state in the country, was quite a challenge. I had to move back to square one: adjust to a completely new environment, live with strangers, not to add that I missed my friends and family. But I could speak English at a decent level, and this is exactly where my second life began.
Gradually, I started to make more friends and become more integrated into my host family. I started to think under the "It's not better, not worse, just different" philosophy.If before I would ignore people who had a different hairstyle, or were wearing 'weird' clothes, now I started to interact and get to know them. I began approaching things differently and confronting challenges without a familiar support network.As a result, I could make my own decisions and solve my own problems.I realized the need to get out of my comfort zone and try new things. For example I never did sports before because I didn't see myself as an athletic person. But I decided to try swim, and to my surprise, I found out that I could do more than I thought I could. It's true that still I am not the most athletic person one would meet, but finishing the season successfully helped me understand that nothing is impossible. Experiencing different things, soon, I could see a more confident me. I felt more comfortable talking to strangers, gained a broader general knowledge, and exercised more independence. Learning English gave me the opportunity to experience new things I could never have experienced if I had spoken only one language. It also helped me develop interests in learning other languages. I began to see the world as a smaller place, and I began to appreciate more other cultures as well as my own.
The year I spent in the US tremendously impacted my life.Not only have I become an independent thinker and a person who is more open to new ideas, but I have also explored new cultures in ways I never had before. Speaking a new language helped me to truly live my second life--a life in a year--through my experience as an exchange student.