It was my first day of school in the U.S.A in Duncanville after i had came from Mexico. I rember walking in a huge class room with diffrent peole and all were speaking another language from which i could barely understand. I remember the teacher say "Class we have a new student from Mexico".
When we went to the cafeteria to go eat I remember a group of kids talking about me. I couldn't understand what they were saying. Later on the days it happen the same thing. They would of told me things that "why don't you speak" that "why are you weird" and "why do you speak different". They never play with me just because i was different from them. I only had 2 friends that also made fun of me but i still hang with them because they were my only friends to talk to.