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    Azuero

    English First Language

    Autobiography

    Teacher:

    Morgan Mcgowen

    Student:

    Anthony Barria

    Grade:

    12°

    Date:

    Wednesday 8 October

    2024
    It was September 13, 2006, when the stars shone brightly. My mother, Eida Janeth Bernal Lopez,

    a funny, hard-working, and at the same time lazy woman was giving birth at the Cecilio

    Castillero Hospital to a very ugly boy with a monkey face (this became my first nickname),

    according to her, at her side was my father, Isrrael Barría Almanza, a 23-year-old, funny,

    challenging, hard-working, and, no offense, skinny. Outside were my aunts, my only uncle,

    grandparents, and the entire hospital together waiting for the news of my birth. When the clock

    struck 10:55 p.m., Anthony Gabrel de Jesús Barría Bernal came into the world weighing 2,640

    grams and measuring 46 centimeters.The origin of my name comes from my maternal

    grandfather's name, Antonio, but since they wanted me to be different they named me Anthony.

    Gabrel comes from a friend of my father's called Gabriel and Jesus is from my paternal

    grandfather who they call Chu but his name is Jesus. The news filled the hospital with emotion

    and joy. My birth caused many of the workers to leave their jobs, I was the most cared for child

    and all because of the love they had for my mother.

    Like any other child, I have no memories of my early years. However, thanks to my parents who

    kept my growth in albums, I knew that I was a happy and smiling child. At two months old I

    babbled something similar to the word “Agu”, although I had been babbling since I was 28 days

    old, I was also born smiling and was always active. At 3 months old I was laughing out loud and

    I started to meet my family, and I would extend my hands so they could carry me; at 4 months

    old I was already rolling over in bed on my back and stomach, I slept with my fingers in my

    mouth, I kicked, I put everything in my mouth and called for my parents. At 5 months old I

    called my parents “hey” every time I woke up, I played with my dolls, I danced, I sat up alone
    and pushed myself forward all over the crib, and I didn’t like being petted, if not, I would pull

    their hair, bite them and pinch them. At 6 months I was crawling around in the crib, at 7 I

    stopped breastfeeding and took my first steps around the crib, and at 9 months I was already

    walking unaided, making everything a mess.

    I started my school life at Saint George School, which is, for me, the best school I have ever

    attended. I went from pre-kinder to first grade, and during those years I met many people, some

    of whom are still my classmates to this day: Jeancarlos, Carlos, and Stefani. I also had a best

    friend, Ryan, who is, you could say, the only best friend I have had to date. Ryan was very

    similar to me and had the same tastes, which made him very close to me. Unfortunately, the

    school closed, so I had to change to the Soyuz. I didn't have many significant memories on the

    Soyuz, since many of my classmates were no longer there, except for Jeancarlos and Carlos.

    However, I met new people, like Sofia, who became a great friend and is still my classmate.

    When I finished third grade, my parents were excited about the arrival of Oxford to Azuero, so

    they enrolled me there. On my first day there were already familiar faces; some of them had been

    with me before, like Jeancarlos, Carlos and Sofia, while others were former classmates at Saint

    George, like Stefani and Kawai. The others were strangers, but they became very good friends.

    It should be noted that I spent most of my studies with my paternal grandparents: Mamameta and

    Papachu. They were the ones who took care of me every time I came home from school, until my

    mother came home from work. They gave me food and taught me to value all the effort that my

    mother made and continues to make. My maternal grandparents, Mamaminta and Papatoño, also

    had an important impact on my life, although they lived in Aguadulce, very far from where I
    live. Even so, I visited them every weekend and had fun with the neighbors, who were all my

    relatives.

    Then the pandemic came. What seemed like it was going to be just two weeks without classes,

    turned into a two-and-a-half-year quarantine, so I spent eighth, ninth and part of tenth grade

    giving virtual classes. The studies were going well. I was always known for being a diligent and

    studious child, and I ended up graduating from high school in third place. I did not attend my

    graduation and at the beginning of the second quarter in tenth grade, we returned to

    semi-presential classes, each following the rules to take care of ourselves, already in the third

    quarter everything was normalized; the use of a mask was no longer mandatory and we moved

    facilities. 2023 became the best year I could have, a year full of changes both physically and

    mentally. I started going to the gym for fun and now it has become a discipline. At school,

    already in eleventh grade, everything flowed normally, although it was difficult to adapt after

    years of giving virtual classes, but without a doubt the best part of that year was meeting the one

    who is now my girlfriend, Lia. I am currently in my last year of high school, trying to take

    advantage and create beautiful memories that will always stay with me.

    Since I was very young I have been passionate about physics and mathematics. Although physics

    was not my strong point, I was passionate every time I understood it. The fact of mixing theory

    with calculations surprises me too much. Also my fanaticism for cars since I was very young

    when my parents bought me a McQueen Power Wheel, this and the Fast and Furious movies led

    me to become interested in the production and operation of cars. This forms the basis that helped

    me decide my future career, Mechatronic Engineering.


    My life is like an open book with words that I write and others that I erase, I keep the good and

    learn from the bad. I left intact what cannot be changed or controlled, but I turn it into an

    experience that helps me move forward. I let go and fight for what I want, regardless of the

    result, and I keep trying until I feel that I have done everything possible to achieve it. I continue

    writing my book one page at a time and I am about to start a new chapter in my life, where my

    decisions can change my present, but not my future, with each day I will be something different

    from what I was before. That constant flow of changes makes me live life one day at a time,

    without regrets or ties to the past, they are more than impulses towards new experiences. I want

    to end with a chapter in which I have fulfilled my only goal, to give everything and more to the

    effort that my mom and dad made for me.

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