Friday, June 01, 2007

The Dress Of Lace

A few weeks ago. I called my friend and she told me this story. She is from Kenya, Africa.


She told me about her first day in school when she came U.S.A.


She said:

I was fifteen years old when I came to the U.S.A. but the schools were closed for the summer vacation.


A few weeks before school started, my aunt, my uncle, and some of my dad's friends came to visit us, and they brought a lot of presents. I was surprised when I found clothing in one of boxes.


The clothes were nice but ordinary. They weren't special or fancy except for one dress. It was a dress of lace. There was lace surrounding the neck and the sleeves and lace on the bottom. I was very happy when I saw this dress.

On the first day of school I wanted to look my best and impress the other students. I wanted them to make friends with me, so I put on my fancy dress of lace.

When I got to school, all the students stared at me. They were laughing and saying something in English. I didn't know why they were doing this. I thought that maybe they had never seen an African girl in a dress before or that they wanted to make friends with me but were too embarrassed to come over.

In the classroom, an American teacher spoke to me in English and pointed at my dress, but I didn't know what she was saying so I just smiled. The whole morning she didn't let me walk around or stand up. I had to sit all the way in the last row in the back of the room. During lunch, when all the others students had gone, a teacher from Kenya came into the room. The minute she saw me she spoke in my language. She told me that I shouldn't wear a nightgown to school, that American only wear nightgowns to sleep in!


I was so embarrassed that I almost burst into tears. That morning, when I left home, I thought I looked good but I didn't. Instead, I embarrassed myself on my first day of school. I felt like not going to school anymore.

This embarrassment taught me not to try to impress others or I might end up making a fool out of myself. I also learned the difference between a fancy dress and a nightgown!

1 comment:

Richard Blum said...

The Dress Of Lace

Few weeks ago. I called my friend then she told me this story she is from Kania, Africa
She told me her first time from the School. when she came U.S.A
She said.

I was fifteen years old. when I came U. S. A but the Schools were close.
A few weeks ago before School stated, my aunt, my uncle, and some of my dad's friends came to visit us, and they brought a lot of present. I was surprised When I found clothing in one of boxes.
The clothes were nice but ordinary. they weren't special or fancy except for one dress. It was a dress of lace. there was lace surrounding the neck and the sleeves and lace on the bottom. I was very happy when I saw this dress.

On the first day of school I wanted to look my best and impress the other students.I wanted them to make friends with me, so I put on my fancy dress of lace.but when I got to school, all the students started at me. they were laughing and saying something in English.I didn't know why they were doing this.I thought that may you are so ugly and they had never seen African girl in a dress before or that they wanted to make friends with me but were embarrassed to come over.

In the class room an American teacher spoke to me English and pointed at my dress, but i didn't know what she was saying so I just smiled. The whole morning she didn't let me walk around or stand up. I had to sit all the way in the last row in the back of the room.
during lunch, when all The others students had gone, a kinda teacher came into the room.The minute she saw me she spoke to my language, she told me that I shouldn't a wear nightgown to school, that in American only wear nightgowns to sleep in!
I was so embarrassment ed that I almost burst into tear. that morning when I left home, I thought I looked good but I didn't. Instead, I embarrassed my self on my first day of school. I felt like not going to school anymore.

This embarrassment taught me not to try to impress other or I might end up making a fool out of my self . I also learned the difference between a fancy dress and a nightgown!