My Autobiography

The main lesson my parents taught me was to work hard for things I wanted to achieve in life. That hard work started with my mom bringing me to this world on a very hot morning of June 30, 1992, at a maternity of eastern Santo Domingo. However, I don’t have any memories of having lived on that side of the city. All my childhood memories took place in Cristo Rey, a neighborhood in Distrito Nacional. My parents always made sure I was well educated, so since I was three years old, they started sending me to pre K institutions such as Conani and Sodeca. Then at the age of six, I started elementary school. I went to different schools in my neighborhood, such as Filadelfia private school and Republica de Aruba public school. I was always a very outgoing student that also got very good grades in most subjects. At the same time, I used to play baseball at Payero club for a couple of years while I was also attending high school at San Pablo Apostol school. I was always active doing different things: going to school, helping dad with his business, helping mom with housework, playing baseball and taking extracurricular English in my neighborhood. I had always dreamed of becoming a baseball player, but after I didn’t get signed by any MLB team, I started thinking about pursuing a career as an engineer or in languages; therefore, as soon as I finished high school in 2009, I started teaching English in my neighborhood’s English school and also taking some computer courses at Infotep. I waited a year before I actually started college. I initially chose to study modern languages but I wasn’t sure about it, so after my first term, I decided to take on the chemical engineering major. I did that inspired on one of my brothers that also studied that by then. I did really well in my chemistry, physics, and math classes because I’ve always loved science. However, in 2013, an unexpected event changed my life. My father died from a heart attack. My father had always helped me with my school expenses, so when he was gone my mom started teaching full time at a public school and I had to start working harder to help her and myself. That’s the reason why I began working in call centers besides my teaching job. Given these circumstances, in 2014, I saw no better choice than going back to modern languages, since there were clear advantages to it: I had experience in the area, the major was shorter, and I had also learned some French some years earlier. That is how I ended up back to this major that I’m now about to finish. The constant focus on getting better at this language has allowed me to qualify for some jobs in different call centers, apply for a summer job in the US two times, and has helped me improve my English a lot. Besides, it’s given me the chance to work at Dominico Americano’s Language school and have my doors open to many other good schools. If there’s someone I have to thank, it is my mom and dad for teaching me how one gets things in life: hard work.

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