Journal #2: The Way to a Rainy Mountain

This essay tells us a story of a person that is remembering his roots. The author narrates how his culture was. He describes all the places, how his grandmother prayed and everything that has to do with this culture. In my personal aspect, I think that the situation this author is presenting is something a lot of Native Americans had went through in the United States. He is telling us how he is taking a journey back to his roots and how that culture was slowly disappearing. He expressed how it was with a lot of details and I think that some of them were really unnecessary. But he used good words to describe everything, the way he described it made me imagine and make a picture of it instantly without thinking too much.

Although I like real life stories, and this is a real life story, this particular one doesn't was on my interest because of the type of vocabulary he used. For me, the vocabulary was too deep, even for the simplest thing. I find this unnecessary, but, as I mentioned before, some of that words made me make mental pictures of everything he was telling. In the other side, when I read this story, I started thinking how in all these years teachers had thought us the story in the "white people" side, but this author is telling us the story in the other side, which has more credibility for me.

My experience of college life...

When I received the acceptance letter I felt like “I can’t believe it!” So I came here with only one purpose; study and get a degree. The first week here was cool, but I felt a little lost, I knew where was every building, but I didn’t knew were or who I had to contact to get the answers that I needed. Later on I met my professional adviser, Vilma Lopez. She was very helpful making my first week very pleasant. In every class of “UNIV” we learn how to get the best of Mayaguez without getting your grades down and have a successful career. I think she has taught us the real meaning of fun-study which is very important to the success here.
In the little time I have here, I’ve met a lot of cool people, which make me be more comfortable. The first week some students gave me “prepa” throwing me eggs, water balloons and even a lettuce! I gave a laugh about it. Also, I met all of me professors and it’s like everything, I like some of them, but there are some that I didn’t like at all. Some of them give a lot of class work and homework, others tell you to read hundreds of pages, but there are some that are more flexible with the students. Thursday I went to a church, it was very good, I really enjoyed it! I’m thinking to go to that church every Thursday, unless I have to study or get some exams. When I went back to Bayamon, all of my friends were waiting for me in home and started asking me how were my stay in Mayaguez. Some of my friends are thinking of study in Mayaguez when they graduate of High School. Seriously, “No me puedo quejar”, my experience here is very good.