What is an American?

Many people migrate from different countries to come to America. Some go through the danger, consequences, and death to have the experience of being an American, why is that? The United States of America has been the country of freedom, liberty, and equality throughout the years of its existence but, t only corresponse to the true, faithful, and real Americans. some may know that it is illegal to come to the United States withoyut having permission. That's one of the reasons that the people from other countries think its not fair that they can not be treated as an American. Although what we know there is a way to come to the United States as a a legal person, by providng what are you going to do to make America a better place to live in. That is one mistake that most of the immigrants do because they are ignorant about the situations of coming to the United States. Most of the immigrants come to the United States to find salvation, religious freedom etc. People from other countries fight to have the same rights as an American because they believe that they have done more or the same work to be treated as an American.
     Now days humans that are suppose "Americans" dont act like one. People that truely wish to be an American had done much more than a real "American", they have shown pride. An American is a person whom supports their country also can be considered a person who has serve the country in the military. An American also has to love their fellow citizens as well as they love the country they live in. Most importantly an American has to be originally from the United States, even thought their families are from here they are still not considered an American because they are not from the United States. For instance, my father came around the 1980's illegally. My father came to the United States to have a better future not only for himslef but for his future children. He knew that if he came to the United States his children would definiatley have a better education. As he went to school he learned english meanwhile going to work. He achived to so much in life by jusr not giving up and trying his best and striving on everythng. That led him to his citizenship. Now I look up to him, he became an American by working hard in this country. He understood and respestced the standards of being an American. As you see, you can be considered an American if you meet the standards to it, or work hard to recieve you being an American citizen. In my case an American should be a person who has made this country a better place to live in and as well has worked in the U.S. Injustice has been spreading around the world since years ago, problems have been occuring because of immigrants coming to the United States.
     American are not jugde by looking Caucasian, Black, Hispanic or Asian. It matters in what they do, what they are doing to make the United States a better place to live in. An American is a person who strives for more everyday making their lives better and becoming someone in life that would inspire future generations. That's a true American.

Academic Autobiography

When I first began elementary school I was already excited to become someone big in life. I started off really great! I knew how to read and write when I was in 1st grade, something that still troubles some students till today. My teacher loved me, I was their little pumpkin. I actually skipped a grade because I was too advanced from the other kids and did start school late at age. I do not really recall my kinder and 1st grade teacher, I just know that I do have to give them credit for giving me the joy of being an 11th grader today. My parents never missed out on me, never. they brought discipline into the house and helped me on difficult homework that was given to me. With the little that they knew it seemed to me that the always helped me so much. Music started to be my passion when I started middle school. My friend was playing the flute one day and I actually got interested in joining the music class. Therefore, when I started middle school i joined the marching band. So I did. The first instrument I ever played was the Tenor Saxophone. I thought I was a natural. I practiced everyday and practiced like there was no tomorrow. Once I hit 8th grade I wanted to apply to Hamilton High School. My teacher Mr. Harris wanted me to go to that school because he thought that i had a talent and also was really smart to go to that school. I talked to my parents about the school and the opportunities it would give me to reach my goal. At last they decided that the school was too far and they did not have the time to drop and pick me up in school. Surely I knew that I was going to West Adams because it was really close to my house. I honestly did not want to come to this school because it did not really seem fit for me. When I came to W.A.P.H.S I got all honor classes and did not join the band due to the small school schedules. I did awesome in 9th grade that provided me to take better classes in 10th grade. I took A.P Statistics and probability in 10th grade. I thought it was amazing due to a 10th grader taking an advance placement subject. I entered the band giving it a shot, but as a result I did not play the Tenor Saxophone. I gave the french horn a try, wanted a challenge! When I started playing the french horn of course I despised it. the french horn is a challenging instrument but surely I started to love that instrument. although in my opinion nothing could have beaten the tenor saxophone nor the alto saxophone. My goal till today is to become a business owner and a musician.

The Book Of Deanna[:

It all started when i began to play the video game called Guitar Hero. Its was around halloween year 2006. I believe I was in middle school until that time so I was in that era where kids start to know more about themselves and begin to know their likes too. At first I knew that i disliked rap, hiphop, and some spanish music but I didnt find my true intrest in music. It all started that one afternoon my brother came home with a controller shaped as a guitar. I had no idea what in the world was that since i've been so used to playing video games with controllers! :3 So my brother called Orion comes and says "deanna come and check this out!". He quickly plugs in all the cables with a huge excitement. it tyurns out it was a video game called Guitar Hero. Which is a type of game that pretends that you are the one playing the rock song and you have a crowd and etc. The music was incredible! It gave you that energy to jump and run everywhere! :3 At first there were no Metallica songs in that Guitar Hero game but that game did get me into rock and heavy metal. Years later I figured out that I had a passion for the band Metallica. They came up with a Metallica Guitar Hero and that game is super awesome. The best GH video game in my opinion. So thanks to that video game I became a little metalhead :D