Personal Narrative: The American Dream

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What did you dream to be when you were young? In the seventies the American Dream was drastically different from ours today, especially for women. During this time period is when a lot of women's equal rights and independence movements were going on. Originally, In high school my mom had a dream to live in a big house and have a lot of children. But over time she was sucked into the mainstream movement, put her original dream on hold, and decided to be part of this movement. After high school, she started out as a truck driver for many years and told me she got to go all over America. After a while though it became increasingly boring and there were long hard hours of driving that got old over time. She decided to go to a two year school for law enforcement and became the third police officer in Elgin, IL. …show more content…
After a while my mom didn't enjoy the long work hours and overtime at the police station and didn't like taking me to a different daycare almost every day of the week. She decided to quit her job as a police officer and peruse her original dream. Even though she eventually left the force she says "It was a honor to be a police officer for those 13 years and I feel fortunate that I was able to have that experience in my life". During this time she also wanted another child, and at the time I also wanted a little sister (bad decision). So after a few trips to Guatemala and many court papers we finally got my sister Isabella home. At the same time my mom was starting a daycare business at home and is currently still doing that, taking care of six to seven children a day and she said she is "very fortunate enough to be finally living my dream that I had as a

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