Literacy Narrative Essay
Sunday, July 20, 2014 is a date that I will never forget. It was the date that I came to the United States, I was excited to know another country but my joy ended when I realized that I could not understand directions at the airport.
That was one of my desperate experience in my entire life because of the language. I was coming from my country El Salvador and everything was going well until I realized that I did know where I was, so I had to ask somebody for help. Well, guess what? I did not speak English!! I felt that the world was coming at me. I did not know what to do or where to go as you know the airport is huge. I knew my family was waiting for me outside but I could not get out of there. I though how silly I had been for not having learned some expressions of help in English and to make matters worse my cellphone had low battery could not make any call. I knew where my family was waiting because they told me some directions but I did not know how to get there.
After walking to one place to another to calm down, I decided to walk straight trying to find by myself the place where my family was supposed to be waiting for me. I walked, walked and walked but I never found the directions they told me. Jesus Crist I did cry!! About fifteen minutes later I heard a woman who was speaking Spanish, actually I cannot express how happy I was. I ran to ask for help and there she was, that woman was a blessing to me at that time, I told her what had happened and that I did not know how to find my family. Then she lent me her cellphone very kindly and I...