Personal Narrative: Moving To The US

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When I was 12 years old, my father felt elated as he was working to help us obtain a US residence card. As many families in Mexico, the lack of employment there, prevented us to have a stable economic status. At that age, I couldn’t find any motive to go to the United States. As a kid, life was exceptional at that moment because I had my friends whom I could spend most of my afternoons with playing soccer, watching movies, and joking about things. In fact, I tried to invent numerous excuses to not think about going to the United States since I didn’t want to leave Mexico. Perhaps, I hadn’t experienced as much as my parents because they were already thinking about ways to construct a better future for us, and I never stopped to think about the time that they had been working for our future. However, I was still afraid about the changes I could go through once we moved out, …show more content…
As a matter of fact, Gabriela, who had already been in the United States, asked me with curiosity, “how are you feeling with the fact that you are moving out? “ At the time I didn’t feel anything, so I answered, “ I just can’t believe that we are actually moving, and I don’t want to move either way.” She looked at me smiling, and said, “once you move out, you are not even going to want to come back anymore. That’s what I felt when I was there, but my parents made us come back.” I just couldn’t believe that this was going to happen, I was totally convinced that I didn’t want to go. As we were talking, a friend of mine named Luzina, got into the conversation telling me, “ Just don’t change, and forget where you come from. It’s evident that United States can lead to various different habits in your life, but always have in mind the people who you grew up with.” At that time I was even more anxious about the procedure that moving out could lead, since I didn’t know how I was going to keep up that

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