This eighteen-year-old is none other than my mom. Almost twenty-two years ago, she made the decision to come to the United States so that my siblings and I could have a better life, a life that my mom was never able to have. Now at the age of forty she has a mother figure with short red hair and the same beautiful tan skin. Also the three-month old is now twenty-one with a husband and children of her own. She is my older sister that made the crazy journey of coming to the United States with my mom.
Back in Guatemala she and her family struggled a lot. My mom had to help her mother out a lot with chores, cooking, and running errands. She was in the third grade when things started getting difficult for her family. Her parents couldn’t afford to have her finish school, so she stopped going after the third grade.
She had twelve other siblings, so it was impossible for her mom to do all the chores, cook for all of her …show more content…
“In the pictures it looked so pretty, but when you get here reality is another.” She wasn’t used to being in weather like this. One thing that she didn’t like was the snow. They never had snow in Guatemala so coming here and experiencing it for the first time was different. The food was also different. My mom said that it tasted nasty especially the fast food. She had never had burgers or anything like that back in Guatemala so when she tried it here it was funny tasting to her. Her first job here was at ThermoWood working first shift with car parts. After being here for two years I was