First house!

The first house that i ever lived in, with no jumping around, was in new york, queens. it was the best house ever because the staircase was really long and i used to slide down it a lot. i shared a room with my brother, bunk beds again. we lived here for like a year i think. i went to school in new york. PS174. i don't know how i remember the name of my school but some how i do. haha. i still remember what my teachers looked like and how class was like. i remember that i didn't know any english. my mother told me that i would play with other kids and speak chinese. my mom also said that i would come up to her and ask her what those kids were saying cause i didn't know why they were speaking weird. i learned little by little through kindergarten to first grade. i remember how i would have to write the word cat and i didn't know what i was doing, only that i was tracing the dotted lines. i don't think htat method helps when you don't know what the teacher is saying. i probably just thought i was drawing. before i left my house, i had just graduated first grade. for the graduation presentation, the class had to sing songs for parents and visitors. i think that since i didn't know english, i didn't have to sing, only that i had to sit in a rocking chair in the middle of the stage just to pretend to rock a baby teddy bear to sleep while they all sang around me.