Before prep-school, my parents noticed that I was drooling and could hardly communicate orally. I underwent a brain scan and they found that only half of my brain was functioning normally. The doctor told my mom that I could outgrow the defect as I grew older. They put my fate to the blessing of God through faith and prayers for my well-being.
When I started attending elementary school, I promised myself, “Even though, I have physical and speech disabilities, it will not hinder too much of my education and life.” I have struggled to excel in my classes, and you proved also that I could fare along with normal students. I did not interact much with my classmates because my oral communication overwhelmed me. Although I was a bit shy, I graduated my elementary school with awards and as an honor student.
Before graduating from middle school, I took the national examination for a high school admission and passed. During the interview, the school administrator found out that I have disabilities. He refused my admittance. My parents were so angry at the discrimination that it prompted their decision to come to America. They asked me, “Have you ever wanted to go to school in America?” At first, I did not know to react, but after pondering for quite a time, I considered to go because it might be best for me to have a new life and environment.
As a freshman at Gahr High School and later on at Santa Fe Springs…