Personal Narrative: Growing Up In Jalisco Mexico

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Growing up in Jalisco Mexico, growing up to the beautiful life of freedom, peace and tranquility. A place for you to walk around and enjoy the beautiful nature and weather. A place full of traditions, history and legends for you to enjoy. That is how I remember my life as a child, the most wonderful years of my life, and the years I will always remember with joy and a smile on my face. I remember the day when my father told me we had to come to the united states, at first, I was excited, my life as a child was not easy without my father, I always wanted to feel how it was to live as a whole family, since my dad spent most of his time in the united states. My mother was a mother and father to me for a long time. And not just to me

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