Narrative Essay On My Honor Class

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I can still remember the words of my English teacher, when I decided to register for his Honors course. “This honors class is only for native speakers. International students are very slow, when it comes to analyzing literature.” I looked at him with determination and said, “Let me prove you wrong.” I dedicated my entire junior year to prove that just because I spoke a different language, did not mean I was not equally capable as an American student to analyze literature. He was convinced that a Latina like me would never succeed in his Honors course. The first day of Honors English, the teacher referred to me as Latina. With a smirk on his face he said, “Good morning class, we have a new Latina among us.” Although I would constantly argue with him regarding the way he referred to me, he did not care. He would act as if I had a difficult name to remember. “Its Ana, …show more content…
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