When I Went To Mexico

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When I went to Mexico last summer I learned to appreciate what I have more and be grateful I always get what I want. My siblings and I happen to always complain and get furious when we don’t get something or don’t get our way, but little do we know what we are doing is wrong. My parents always tell us that we shouldn’t react like that at all some people have it way worse and don’t have anything at all especially the people in Mexico. One of the reason they say that is because my parents are from Mexico and the reason they came to the United states was for a better chance and life. I finally realized it when I went to Mexico last summer it showed me to be grateful to god and my family that I have what I have.

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