Learning a language is extremely difficult. In sixth grade, I decided to fill my language requirement by taking Spanish. In the beginning, it came as a pleasant surprise when I found that Spanish is actually quite easy. Unfortunately, my luck ran out, and when seventh grade started, Spanish became one of my toughest classes. Towards the end of my second year taking Spanish (seventh grade), I was pretty impressed with my Spanish skills, and I was consistently receiving A’s in the class. Then, on the first day of eight grade, I learned that I had been placed in the honors section of Spanish, and apparently, I was turning into a solid Spanish student. When I first entered the honors class, I met my new teacher Mr. Cambria, and after a few short moments in the classroom, I was completely confused. I can’t be positive, but I am pretty sure the reason I was confused was the 10 other people in the classroom yelling, “NO INGLES!” Of course, I was able to understand what this meant, but I still didn’t understand what language Mr. Cambria wanted us to speak. I mean, I did know some Spanish at the time, but my previous Spanish teachers had never asked me to speak in Spanish, and I was pretty sure he didn’t want us speaking in English, so how could I say anything!? I ended up struggling for a couple of days, due to the fact that I wasn’t allowed to speak English, and I was being forced to speak Spanish, but eventually, I stepped out of my comfort zone and began to speak some Spanish! All in all, Spanish, this year, has been a series of ups and downs and has always proven to be challenging, but in hind sight, Spanish is probably one of my favorite class!
Hi! I’m Sam Breault! I’m 15 and I attend the Fenn school.