A New Start
Ever since I was born my family’s life has never been easy. Coming for a family of 5, income was always the problem. We migrated to the United States for a better chance of education, for a better life and for better opportunity for ourselves. Our parents always told us to have a better life than what they were giving us and to never be afraid to ask questions and to never say “I quit”. One real life experience that I thank my parents for is to teach me the real value of the word “Work”.
March 3, 1998 I was born in Puruandiro Michoacan, Mexico. At first things weren’t easy for my parents and my older sister. We weren’t rich but we always had enough for what was needed. Ten months later my youngest brother was born. When he was two months old doctors diagnosed him with a strange disease in his heart. In his 3rd month of age, he had a surgery. All of my parents money, all of their investments, were given as a down payment for my brothers surgery. After the surgery was over the doctors told my parents that not all the anesthesia was gone from his body, and the remaining of it made him even more sick and caused him to get seizures. The heart disease went away but his condition worsen by the minute. At 6 months of age doctors then diagnosed him with epilepsia. The little treatment that my brother received was useless and very expensive, and all of my parents investments were to pay the cost of the treatment. Soon we had to make a change, my family and I took the chance and moved for a better opportunity for my brother and for ourselves.
January 2000, we migrated to the United States in search for a better life, for a higher chance of survival for my brother. Coming to the United States wasn’t easy at all, we came with little to almost nothing of supplies for the house, or clothing. All we came with were with debts, debts of my brothers treatments, and medicine. When my parents started working all the income received was automatically sent to pay all the expenses that we left on the other country. For 2 years our lives were like a prison, no matter how much we tried to open those gates blocking our way we were always sent back to the same cell. But soon things were getting better, my brother got better with some medication they prescribed him, and for once in our lives we were living normal.
The lesson that my parents taught us since babies will never be forgot, and it will always go with me for the rest of my life. They told us to never be afraid to ask questions, and by any means use the word “ I Quit” because nobody was perfect. One half of my life consisted of only work. My parents taught us the real value of the meaning of work. Working in the fields was a way my parents motivated us to continue school, they would always tell us that if we decided to not make something of our lives that was the place we were going to end up at.
My life was never like the one in movies, nor I will say it was perfect but everything has to come to a start no matter how hard it is. Coming to a new country and not speaking english was not easy, we migrated to the United States for a chance of having a better life, for a better education and for a chance to start back again from zero.
Ever since I was born my family’s life has never been easy. Coming for a family of 5, income was always the problem. We migrated to the United States for a better chance of education, for a better life and for better opportunity for ourselves. Our parents always told us to have a better life than what they were giving us and to never be afraid to ask questions and to never say “I quit”. One real life experience that I thank my parents for is to teach me the real value of the word “Work”.
March 3, 1998 I was born in Puruandiro Michoacan, Mexico. At first things weren’t easy for my parents and my older sister. We weren’t rich but we always had enough for what was needed. Ten months later my youngest brother was born. When he was two months old doctors diagnosed him with a strange disease in his heart. In his 3rd month of age, he had a surgery. All of my parents money, all of their investments, were given as a down payment for my brothers surgery. After the surgery was over the doctors told my parents that not all the anesthesia was gone from his body, and the remaining of it made him even more sick and caused him to get seizures. The heart disease went away but his condition worsen by the minute. At 6 months of age doctors then diagnosed him with epilepsia. The little treatment that my brother received was useless and very expensive, and all of my parents investments were to pay the cost of the treatment. Soon we had to make a change, my family and I took the chance and moved for a better opportunity for my brother and for ourselves.
January 2000, we migrated to the United States in search for a better life, for a higher chance of survival for my brother. Coming to the United States wasn’t easy at all, we came with little to almost nothing of supplies for the house, or clothing. All we came with were with debts, debts of my brothers treatments, and medicine. When my parents started working all the income received was automatically sent to pay all the expenses that we left on the other country. For 2 years our lives were like a prison, no matter how much we tried to open those gates blocking our way we were always sent back to the same cell. But soon things were getting better, my brother got better with some medication they prescribed him, and for once in our lives we were living normal.
The lesson that my parents taught us since babies will never be forgot, and it will always go with me for the rest of my life. They told us to never be afraid to ask questions, and by any means use the word “ I Quit” because nobody was perfect. One half of my life consisted of only work. My parents taught us the real value of the meaning of work. Working in the fields was a way my parents motivated us to continue school, they would always tell us that if we decided to not make something of our lives that was the place we were going to end up at.
My life was never like the one in movies, nor I will say it was perfect but everything has to come to a start no matter how hard it is. Coming to a new country and not speaking english was not easy, we migrated to the United States for a chance of having a better life, for a better education and for a chance to start back again from zero.