Random Scrap:
Although many teachers insisted on calling me by my Polish name on most occasions I would use 'Jack' when introducing myself. It was cool - it sounded natural, American and much less demanding for others to pronounce it correctly. My vocabulary had been expending quite quickly. All of the new concepts, whether in psychology, economics or sociology would come to me in English so the language of my thinking was also slowly starting to change. I would still find it intimidating to speak up on the spot and raise my hand, speak up and make my point during a debate at Dr. Rios' class. It was frustrating but I found it extremely thrilling to be able to write something in English and still score the top grade. I also had become a local. I caught myself using the word 'we' whenever I spoke about California. The desert had a communal spirit and I did feel a part of it. But I also never minded being a foreigner. I liked my accent and by the time the next year started I retired Jack and switched back to my old name (softening the 'c' for easier pronunciation and its new American feel).