Personal Narrative: El Rincon De Don Pedro

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I had never seen the ocean before. I had seen charcos or “puddles”, as they call it here. I had seen ponds and wells as well, but never the ocean. You see, my homeland is in the center between land and the ocean. My homeland is called El Rincon de Don Pedro, located in the state of Michoacan, Mexico. From El Rincon de Don Pedro to the ocean, it’s about 572 km or 355.424 miles, about a 7 hr. 31 min. drive. My family and I couldn’t afford to drive such distance. We didn’t have enough money to come and go wherever and whenever we wanted to. We could only afford to buy the necessary. Nethertheless, I would’ve preferred to stay in Mexico, but Hawaii was the best choice my parents could have made.
Moving to the United States meant a better education and an opportunity to become better, as my parents would always say. We moved to Hawaii in 2004. I was 4, which meant that I didn’t know how my life would change. Although I was very young, I clearly remember everything. I remember being at my grandmother’s adobe house, which had the most flower-filled patio I had ever seen. That day, everyone seemed cheerless, but I was there to make them feel better. Once I said my good-byes, we took off in a small, black car. When we arrived at the airport, we went through security and boarded on a flying thing so called an airplane,
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My brother Sergio would take me in his bicycle to my school because Kindergarten and Elementary schools are separate in Mexico. I loved school since then. Knowing that I couldn’t attend school just because an American school thought I was too young for actual learning, made me want to return to my homeland. You might be asking why not preschool? Well, here’s why. In preschool, you don’t do more than playing, sleeping and maybe drawing. My mom thought it was a waste of time. When I heard that there was an option for me to attend school, I begged my mother to sign me up. My mom finally decided I could

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