Narrative Essay On Mexican Life

I live in a suburban area in San Diego, where violence is heavily decreasing. Although the impacts of gangs and drugs in my neighborhood have subsided, does not necessarily mean that I remained unscathed; I come from a family of nine; four brothers, four sisters (including myself), and one widowed mother. You can imagine how crowded I’ve been all my life. The fact was that this was my reality, living in a crowded home with lingering drugs and marital issues.
Despite the flaws in my home, and neighborhood, I somehow managed to get by. Living the life of a stereotypical Mexican, many would say is a heavy burden. Walking down the streets of downtown, people wouldn’t hesitate to label you. At one point in my life, I was ashamed to be so “mixed,” I would look at all the “gringos” and say “Wow, they have it all, their life is made.” I guess you could say that I was envious of those who thrived, so much that I was filled with a bitter anger. However, I believe that this made me stronger. I knew that if I wanted to escape, I had to study hard and go to college. …show more content…
They made me stronger because the first lesson I learned in life was that I had to work hard to be what I want to be. I knew then and now that I didn’t want to live the alternative, I didn’t want to work in an unsteady job. I want to show the people that ridiculed me for being the daughter of a low income drunk father that I can do it; that I am capable of moving forward. The challenges made me a better person because I now aspire to aid low income people to rehabilitate their lives and be good citizens. I aspire to go to college and educate the people around me, including my family and be someone they can look up to. I want to set that example, because only then will I ever guide them to seek a healthier