Mr. Barone, a guidance counselor, called me to hisoffice. He was short, with a big head and large hazel eyes under shapelyeyebrows. His nose was long and round at the tip. He dressed in browns andyellows and often perched his tortoiseshell glasses on his forehead, as if hehad another set of eyes up there
Esmeralda Santiago moved to Brooklyn from PuertoRico with her mother and several of her brothers and sisters when she was 13,leaving behind her father and life in the country. After being assigned to a classfor kids with learning disabilities because she cannot speak English well, shedecides that Brooklyn is not the place for her. When her family moves and shechanges schools, she is given the chance to write her own ticket.
CLIMAX
That meant I had to change schools, so Mami walked me to P.S. 33, where Iwould attend ninth grade. The first week I was there I was given a series of teststhat showed that even though I couldn’t speak English very well, I read andwrote it at the tenth-grade level. So they put me in 9-3, with the smart kids.
FALLING
One morning, Mr. Barone, a guidance counselor, called me to hisoffice. He was short, with a big head and large hazel eyes under shapelyeyebrows. His nose was long and round at the tip. He dressed in browns andyellows and often perched his tortoiseshell glasses on his forehead, as if hehad another set of eyes up there.
RESOLUTION
Esmeralda is take the audition
The teachers they helped esmerald
“Mr. Gatti, the English teacher,” he said, “will coachyou. . . . And Mrs. Johnson will talk to you about what towear and things like that.”I was to play Christina, a young married woman con fronting her mother-in-law. I learned the monologue pho netically from Mr. Gatti. It opened with “You belong to atype that’s very common in this country, Mrs. Phelps—atype of self-centered, self-pitying, son-devouring tigress, withunmentionable proclivities suppressed on the side.”
Esmeralda approved the hering
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