My name is
Andrea Castro, born and raised in Puerto Rico. My parents decided to enroll my
sister and I at a bilingual academy (Wesleyan Academy) so that we could learn
and be able to speak English fluently and without stress, or at least not the
same level of stress as the one they had when they spoke English. From a very
young age, four years old, we started our journey with the English language.
Exposed to it constantly, practically eight hours a day without including the
exposure outside the school, the words and sound began to stick in our minds.
My sister has always shown more ability and dominance over the language than
I. I've always been able to read and
understand English perfectly, but when it comes to speaking the language I get
really nervous and forget the words I’m supposed to say. But thankfully I’m aware and been able to
focus and work on that. So yes, we could say that English has been one of the
my internal journeys.
Another
journey started in the summer of 2004. For the summer I didn't want to stay at
my house nor did I want to go from house to house just watching movies and
doing nothing, so I decided that I wanted to be enrolled at a camp. One afternoon in the entry to the school a
guy was giving out some flyers that said "FRAIGCOMAR", which is a
famous and excellent soccer club here in Puerto Rico. When I took the flyer in my hand I
automatically said to my mom that I wanted to go to that camp. That summer I
fell in love of the sport, soccer, my beloved 'futbol'. Ever since then I've played soccer in many
teams as a defender and taking on other responsibilities such as captain.
Captain and
president of the class would be two of the most interesting and demanding
leadership position I've had. Through
these periods, which actually intertwine, with the added bonus of playing for
two or three times at a time was challenging.
Some days I left home at 6 a never got back till 10pm, with a day fill
with classes, at least a practice and a game, and i got home to study for the next
day. Even though it sound like a lot,
those days I can truly say that were the best. Though those position I was able
to learn things that you don't normally learn at that age. For example in the
presidency position I had to work and communicate constantly with the parents
of my fellow companions, and must say that the were a hand full alright. Those
positions also helped me chose the career I'm studying now. All the
organization and planning little by little enchanted me and I ended up in the
faculty of Business.
These two
journey describe above have had a significant impact in my life. They have
shaped, together with the teachings and beliefs of my family, the person I am
today. Through those times of hard work, patience, no sleep, discussions and
more, y learned that I was a person that looked for the best way to solve the
problem I was facing. Learned that one can't take a problem and sink under the
water with stress, anxiety nor depression, but that one must learn how to
float/work with it the best you can.
External
I have a
dream and that is to visit as many countries I can in my life. Until now the
most visited country has been United States. Many family members have moved
over there first to study later it became something permanent. I've gone to
Atlanta and Savannah,Georgia at least six times, which we also visited by car
to Orlando, Florida and South Carolina and Minnesota. Also have visited two
times Dallas, San Antonio, Houston and Austin, Texas. Outside of U.S. I visited
Costa Rica, Dominican Republic and some of the Caribbean Islands. This summer
me and my family hope to visit Spain, France and Italy. And this is for sure,
on July I'll go to Paraguay and Argentina for some workshops.
In the
occasional trips to Atlanta, Georgia or Dallas, Texas to visit our family the
language became more familiar and useful in our lives. On average, every two
years we take a trip to visit our family leaving abroad. The summer of 2010,
summer of celebration for the FIFA World Cup held in South Africa, we planned
on helping my aunt and uncle move from Atlanta, Georgia to Dallas, Texas. It
was a huge event because it wasn’t just help them pack and unpack their stuff
in the different cities, but that we, and by we I mean my mother, father,
sister and me plus my cousin, aunt and uncle , would drive (by car) for sixteen
hours to get to Dallas. Yes, seven people in a Minivan for sixteen hours. Sure
we stop a various places and stayed for the night at an Inn, but still it was a
very… interesting trip. We passed
through Alabama, Mississippi and Lousiana each very, very different from one
another. I remember like yesterday when
we stopped at a gas station in Mississippi and my sister and aunt stepped out
of the car and went to buy some munchies and pay for gas. They were heading toward
the line normally and naturally and out of a sudden my sister realized that
there were two lines and that, for any reason, one was all with white people
and the other was with black people. My
sister and aunt looked at each other and stayed in awe. First it was choking to
see the division so clearly. Division that they were not accustomed. Second they didn’t know where they were
supposed to line up after, was it the black or the white? Would it make any
difference or have some sort of repercussion if they chose wrong? Finally they
chose the white line, but not because of the fact of “white” but because the
line was shorter.
This short
story opened my eyes to a reality that I had only seen in movies and in rare
but very disguise situations. It made me acknowledge the social behaviors I had
acquired from the customs and traditions from Puerto Rico, my family. My identity it’s not defined by the color of
my skin, nor the language I speak, nor the position I've held, yes that does
influence, give it a direction or impact the identity, but my identity is
defined by the values I have, the things that I believe are true and the way I
am. Therefore part of my identity involves doing the best in everything, caring
of others other than yourself, and having faith.
I totally understand your internal conflict about trying to be fluent with a secondary language. Having Spanish as our first language may bring us many prejudices, but trying to overcome them is the key to succeed in life.
ReplyDeleteThe same thing happened to my my parents enroll me at a bilingual school so that I could speak English fluently and would't have any trouble having a job outside Puerto Rico. I think is good that you got involved in a sport because its an excellent way to get rid of stress.
ReplyDelete