In life you confront many problems, some are easy, some are not. Like Santosh Kalwar said “ Never cry because you have mountains of problem in your hands to solve. Always smile because each problems will someday resolve”. When I was in Los Angeles, California about 9 years ago. Life was simple going to school, focused on getting good grades, helping my mom with some chores and etc. It look like a routine, a normal routine I thought it’ll never change. Until one day coming back from school, my mom and dad were sitting in the kitchen, weird because at that time of the day my dad was supposed to work. They told me that we had to move to Mexico for a time, to get my mom’s resident papers fixed. I didn’t agree with them, it was a tough decision
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Moving to a new country, a new language, and different lifestyle was difficult and more at the age 8.
Moving to Chihuahua, Mexico the place where my mom was born, leaving Los Angeles, friends, and also family, was a reality I didn’t want to confront. After leaving California, as we got far from the city, I started to think about all the negative things about moving to Mexico, and never imagined all the good things it could cause. In that moment I was devastated, thinking what was I leaving.When we got to Mexico is very different from California in many ways, one was the different lifestyle. The town we went was Aldama, Chihuahua it was little and crowded, my mom had some family over here that I never knew about. At first it didn’t seemed so bad, my mom’s family treated me well and the people were nice. Not until school started, that's where everything was messed up. The first day of school was horrible, everyone laughed at me because I did speak very well Spanish, I understood some Spanish but that wasn’t enough. The teacher teared up my paper when she saw it was in English and not in Spanish, it said the same thing she was dictating but it didn’t matter. She teared it up right in front of my face and screamed at me that we only write and speak Spanish only. In that
Moving to a new country, a new language, and different lifestyle was difficult and more at the age 8.
Moving to Chihuahua, Mexico the place where my mom was born, leaving Los Angeles, friends, and also family, was a reality I didn’t want to confront. After leaving California, as we got far from the city, I started to think about all the negative things about moving to Mexico, and never imagined all the good things it could cause. In that moment I was devastated, thinking what was I leaving.When we got to Mexico is very different from California in many ways, one was the different lifestyle. The town we went was Aldama, Chihuahua it was little and crowded, my mom had some family over here that I never knew about. At first it didn’t seemed so bad, my mom’s family treated me well and the people were nice. Not until school started, that's where everything was messed up. The first day of school was horrible, everyone laughed at me because I did speak very well Spanish, I understood some Spanish but that wasn’t enough. The teacher teared up my paper when she saw it was in English and not in Spanish, it said the same thing she was dictating but it didn’t matter. She teared it up right in front of my face and screamed at me that we only write and speak Spanish only. In that