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  • Essay / A Personal Analysis of Coming Into Language by Jimmy Bacca

    My life was a disaster at first. It all started in 2007. I was in 7th grade then. I was that boy who loved to sit with his friends, play games and laugh at stupid jokes just for fun. Almost everything changed that year, nothing stayed the same. I really enjoyed my time with my friends, I never saw this day coming. That they're all going to turn on me just because I refused to give them their homework on a Sunday morning. I gave them homework all the time. But this time it was different. The homework would have a huge impact on my final grade. I was scared, that's why I never gave them the paper. I felt this change as a wound deep within me that really hurts. I was stabbed by them more than ten times. My friends who were my second family at school became my enemies, unworthy of my trust. It's funny how the world spins in such a way that even if you get stabbed more than once, you keep going on and on. I knew they were capable of destruction every time I gave up. At first I felt frustrated with them but I continued on my own and regained my strength. What my life and Jimmy Baca's life was like was a simple determination that kept us together, without determination we could face our struggles and problems and overcome them. Jimmy Baca and I wanted to prove something that was very simple, which was that we both deserve to live with respect because we deserve it, we're not saying we're better than everyone else. Me and Jimmy Baca say it out loud, we deserve it. respect was our ultimate goal. I was not respected at school. Trying to achieve this goal has been difficult because of the obstacles I have faced in life. This has made me struggle a lot in some cases yes I suffer...... middle of paper ......t at school and that includes your own classmates. I was dismissed and then headed to my class. The next morning, the headmaster told me that I would be head boy this year. My classmates here had to change plans. Because now they needed me so much, I was closest to the director. I became their favorite friends for each of them. As time passed, they felt they were treating me unfairly, so everyone apologized to me. I didn't want to apologize so much though because I really needed them by my side. Like I said before, it's funny how the earth rotates. We have an old saying in Arabic that I would like to end my essay with: “One day passes for you, and one day passes against you, but there will be a day when everyone will be with you.” Works Cited Baca, Jimmy. Enter languages. 1992, Writing as Revision, 2011, Monday February 24.2014