"My Life..."

My name is Mario Hanon. The life I have lived has leaded me to where I am now. Now I am going to write a little more about myself. Some of the things in my life I would like to consider hobbies/passions are playing the guitar, restoring cars, and being a friend. I included being a friend because there are few in the real world. I take this saying and apply it to my life," Treat your neighbor as yourself." My new passion (playing the guitar) is something new I started doing and I love it. And ever since I could remember my father and I have always been restoring cars as a means of work and as an opportunity to bond with each other. I grew up in a bad community in San Francisco as a child. My family and I moved around a bit until we finally settled in Daly City (where we live now). It is fairly quiet, but predominately an Asian community. When I was growing up, my family and I were not that close. The only time we would really have a conversation together was in the afternoon during dinner. But now, I would like to say things have changed for the better. I am the first in my family to graduate from high school and the first to commit to get a college degree. I want to honor both of my parents by doing so. After graduating from college I would like to obtain a high position in a corporate office making a lot of money. I would like to pay my parents debts. They have done so much for me, now it is my turn to return the favor. I am a results driven person. My motivation (besides my parents) would have to be my future. I want to be able to provide for both my families. Not only that, but give back to my community. Like for example, I would build a homeless shelter that offers rehabilitation services and has a church. I would also build homes for the poor in Perez Zeledon, Costa Rica where my family is from. I inspire to follow my dreams.

"My High School"

My high school was a private educational school. I transferred there from a public school at the start of my junior year. It was a complete different environment. I was not use to this type of community at all. I did not want to go there. I was forced to attend this school because it was my last opportunity after being expelled from my previous high school. The traditions that I carried from my freshman and sophomore year did not mix with the ones this high school had. Not attending class was no longer an option if I wanted to receive my diploma. The people I now interacted with everyday were completely different then the people I had associated myself with before. The things that I disagreed with the most were having to cut my hair, shaving my mustache, and wearing hideous uniforms that made me look weird. The men could not have hair like women did and could not grow facial hair while being a student. But besides all that the school in general grew on me, as well as my teachers. It became more of a learning community to me. I was given the tools and support to reach my goals of graduating from high school and receiving my diploma.

What influences my speech?

I think the way I talk today has allot to do with my past and where I have been. Not only that but my friends family that I have grown up with. Living with a Hispanic family also has allot to do with the the way I communicate now days. Learning two languages as a child, it was difficult to translate or switch from one to another in schools or while just talking with my friends. There would be times that I still remember when I would try to translate everything I said in Spanish to English just because it was easier for me. But of course the meaning of what I was trying to would not always come out so great.

When hanging out with cousins or friends from school, I would also notice a change in my vocabulary with them as well. And of course it was due to the fact that my folks were not around and I had the freedom to say what ever I wanted at the time.I guess it was just that feeling of having a curse word come out of my mouth and not getting in trouble for it and a follow up five minute speech on why I should not disrespect my peers. But I could not help the feeling that I got every time I let a "ch" or "ck" roll off my tongue.

Another big influence on the way I speak has allot to do with the music I listen to. The songs I play over and over again, stay in my head. So the lyrics that come with them are adapted to my vocabulary because of the simple fact that it is continually being processed in my brain.

In this moment in my life, I try not to have the same speech I did as a juvenile. I sometimes catch myself correcting even others, just because of the fact that I know it is frowned upon. And honestly it makes you look and sound immature. But just as the saying goes," you can take the kid out of the city, but you can not take the city out of him." The way I speak is a reflection of my personality and who I am. Because the more I think about it, the casual speech I use at home with my friends I cannot use with my family or even my boss.