Going into this experience I was shitting myself. Being a freshman student going to college for the first time. Not doing very well on the placement test was the catastrophe that brought me to English 091. So my dad was already pissed at me, I go to class knowing my parents are disappointed only because I myself was disappointed that I had to drive to Chandler every Tuesday, which is about twenty miles from my house. I was mentally enraged but had to keep my smile because first impressions are everything. After I calmed down mentally, I realized that this could be an opportunity to brag about tutoring disadvantaged immigrants. When I put it like this in my mind, my heart grew three times bigger, kind of like the Grinch. My expectations were not what I initially thought, my thoughts and ideas sometimes worked, sometimes they didn't, and some of the thoughts I had I would like to discuss to improve the next group of tutors. When I was going to my first tutoring session I was shaking with fear. I thought if I couldn't speak Spanish, how on earth would I be able to communicate with these foreign people? My expectation during the tutoring session was that I would walk through the door and a dozen eyes would immediately beam into my soul. Which, so to speak, was true enough. Every single eye shone in my soul, but nervousness was also present in the eyes of all the students. I felt like Luke felt the good in Darth Vader in Episode VI. It was a big sigh of relief to know that they were nervous too. First impressions are everything as I said before, so when I was assigned my student I made sure to approach with a smile on my face and introduce myself with a handshake to show that I was... middle of the paper.. ...ter I would recommend having only one student per tutor because that way the tutor would receive a better connection with the student rather than one tutor doing all the work with the student and the other one just standing in the background and playing once every ten minutes .Throughout this whole tutoring session my life changed and it really touched my heart knowing that I helped someone older than me live the rest of his life here in America much easier. I couldn't imagine coming from the US to another country and having to go to a foreign classroom and be bombarded by a bunch of little foreign mice. I truly admire the courage these immigrants had to gain to make the leap into a new world just to live a better life. I was nervous at the beginning of this experience, but in the end I am happy to have had this opportunity and will cherish it forever.