Personal Narrative: Growing Up In Mexico

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Growing up in Mexico, I didn't have the best of everything. I had and still have a hard working family, but as a kid, I would always see my parents struggling to put food on our table for my siblings and myself. To this date, every time I am in contact with my relatives in Mexico they always tell me how much people struggle to provide a living for their families, especially when there is really no place to work or any resources that can help them out with such needs. As of now, life has been treating me well; I have a wonderful wife, an amazing 2 year old son and a baby that is soon to be due and a great job! My motivation to do this mission trip is by putting myself in the shoes of all those people that have to struggle every day and night to …show more content…
That is why I have decided that I needed to do something to help them out, as well as to provide them with a couple days of relief; a day where they don't have to worry about providing for their families, a day where they can relax and have a smile on their face and let someone else do all the worrying for them, a day they can actually sit down and enjoy time together with one another. Now that I am older, I understand that there will always be struggles in life, struggles that some people don't want to face; I also understand how difficult life can be, especially if you have a family with and the provider has a low paying job or not having any source of income to provide your family with. Giving to those not as fortunate, will make me feel like I am starting something that can make a change in this world, something that will motivate others to do the same and help those who are in need and make this world a better place. This mission trip will consist of providing a nice meal and fun activities to all of those low income families, especially to those families that have young kids. I love to cook and help others! That is one of the things I enjoy doing and some of the things that I feel others should start doing

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