School

My name is Beyonce . I was born on August 30^th 2000. My parents were born in Guatemala. My dad was the first to come to The United States. He got his visa and came to look for a job as a handyman. While my dad was here my mom was in Guatemala, pregnant with my sister. My dad didn’t go back to Guatemala he wanted to stay so he can support my mom and my sister. He occasionally went to Guatemala to visit. One day my dad decided to ask my mom to move to the united states with my sister. My mom had no choice but to move. A couple years later my mom got pregnant with me.

Then on August 30^th a wonderful baby was born, Beyonce . As of what I was told by family I was a crazy baby. So basically nothing has changed. Baby Beyonce was a big trouble maker. I was little and fat. 

Pre-school is still a faint memory. All I remember from pre-school is doing a weird dance infront of the parents, and for some reason my dad reminds me of it almost every day. I can also remember rasing 7 chicks. I honestly still remember the smallest detail from pre-school. I remember spending everyday with my pre-school best friend. Running around in the class, disrupting class , making messes things I still so to this day. Something I always remember is recess. I would always hang from a big cube monkey bar and ride the tricycle. 

I went to Ramona Elementary school from kinder to 6^th grade. Kindergarden I had a teacher names Mrs.Rue. She would always take pictures of us. 1^st graded I had a teacher named Ms.Villaseñor,  I honestly don’t remember much from her class I remember making a clay bowl which I still have. 2^nd grade I had a teacher named Ms.Linares, which she was also my 4^th teacher. 2^nd grade happened so fast all I remember is learning about dinosaurs and her being my favorite teacher because she was also from Guatemala. 3^rd grade I had a teacher named Mrs.Mightless  the only thing I can remember was watching about Obama. 4^th grade was probably the best year. My teacher had many visitors come in and show us things. 5^th grade the worst year. I had a teacher named Ms.Carillo. she was the worst. She made us learn how to play the flute. When the class would get loud she had a desk bell and rang it till the class got quite . I rememeber her calling me stupid and one day when I told her that I had a headache she literally told me “ what to you expcect me to do? Give you my head ?” . That day I told my mom, the next day my mom and dad went to go talk to her to clarify things. She lied right to their face. They knew she was even lying. 6^th grade was so boring i was always getting kicked out. 

For middle school I went to Le Conte Middle school. 7^th grade was so much fun. My math teacher was my sisters formal middle school teacher, she explained everything so well. English was so much fun he had a fun and easy way to teach us things. Science was alright, I didn’t like that teacher much. History was the worst, my teacher would get mad for anything people would say or do. Pe was boring. I never did anything. I remember meeting my best friend in 7^th grade her name is Hannah. She was a magnet student so when ever I needed help she was always there to help me. She is proably the loudest smartest craziest person I have here met. 8^th grade was even worst I had a like 40 different substitutes for english and algebra. My english teaher wasn’t there because she was  diagnostic with cancer and died. My algebra teacher had back problems. Pe was so much fun, we would  always play sports and run. What made it so much fun was my 2^nd best friend. We would do everything in pe together. Science was alight I guess. Nothing special. I had service so I basically had a free period. 

Now highschol. Fairfax. Fairax is so much more than what I expexted it to be. Id rather be at Hollywood High but my mom isn’t letting me still. All my teachers are alight, i don't like most.