We went to the small town my mother grew up called Barranca Laureles in Jalisco, Mexico, there we stayed at my mother’s old home and spent time with all her family. As the very talkative and extroverted person that I am, I made friends fairly quickly specifically with my cousin and the daughter of a family friend/neighbor. They seemed like regular kids that I would be friends with but when I reminisce I realize how hardworking the were and are, they would help around the house and work outside with the animals with feeding and cleaning and do more work than most of us do, them also being my age. I also fondly remember how kind and giving my aunts were, even when they didn't have much they always offered me what they had and refused to take no for an answer. Them being this way not only further taught me to be grateful but to also be kind no matter you situation. Now, as I realize this I wonder if I am really grateful. And as I do know I am, do I show it? We take so many things for granted like the fact that I can wake up and eat a bowl of cereal and not worry about there not being food for me to eat, that we don’t see how much others would desire it and how to them we have a life of luxury. Throughout my life I have learned this lesson, to be grateful is something I should be at all times and my first trip to Mexico was something I’ll never forget for it taught me something I'll carry on in life
We went to the small town my mother grew up called Barranca Laureles in Jalisco, Mexico, there we stayed at my mother’s old home and spent time with all her family. As the very talkative and extroverted person that I am, I made friends fairly quickly specifically with my cousin and the daughter of a family friend/neighbor. They seemed like regular kids that I would be friends with but when I reminisce I realize how hardworking the were and are, they would help around the house and work outside with the animals with feeding and cleaning and do more work than most of us do, them also being my age. I also fondly remember how kind and giving my aunts were, even when they didn't have much they always offered me what they had and refused to take no for an answer. Them being this way not only further taught me to be grateful but to also be kind no matter you situation. Now, as I realize this I wonder if I am really grateful. And as I do know I am, do I show it? We take so many things for granted like the fact that I can wake up and eat a bowl of cereal and not worry about there not being food for me to eat, that we don’t see how much others would desire it and how to them we have a life of luxury. Throughout my life I have learned this lesson, to be grateful is something I should be at all times and my first trip to Mexico was something I’ll never forget for it taught me something I'll carry on in life