Life In The U.S

It took me eighteen age to memorize a leak what an extraordinary Influence both of my parents are to my life. As well as me, they were both born(p) in Mexico. I come from a family that coins risks in order to chance upon something in life. ThatS exactly what they did once my get down female horse gave birth tome in Mexico. It only took a short amount of magazine to realize they didnt want me or my sibling to go finished everything they went with when they were younger. They changed their whole lives around just for their family. Knowing they had to go through a lot to get where they are right now.I admire the person they get become and they influence me because I want to be able to achieve my goals and become someone in life Just for them. My name is Deyanira Cerriteno. I was born in September 13, 1995. This is my last year attending at Benson Polytechnic High School. At the age of 4 months until four years old I lived with my Grandparents my Aunts and uncles when my mom came here to the united States. Let me secern you a little something ab come forth my mother Maria. She was born in Michoac?n, Mexico. She was a mommys girl and not so much of a pappadys girl.She had eight brothers and sisters. She Is the quaternate oldest out of all and she was one of the most caring ones. She would always educate care of her younger siblings. She would talk about boys Just wish whatsoever other teenager in the world. But just like either other family, her family had struggles. They had financial struggles. At one point they were a book family but everything went down the hill. They couldnt keep up with all of their childrens school pays, manse rent, water payment, food to feed the whole family, and money for necessary things like clothes, etc en she knew she was pregnant of me thats when she realized she didnt want me to go through the struggles that they were personnel casualty through. They wanted me to have a good life and actually be someone in life so that their grandsons/daughters would not go through the struggles as well. Her and my father were closer than they were before and they both took the decision to transmigrate here to the Unites States. Unlike my father, my mother was scared to get caught by in-migration and get sent back to Mexico. They had to go through the dessert where they set scorpions, and cactus.Not the safest environment. Its awesome to know they did it for me. My father Enrique on the other hand was born in Mxico as well. My father had 5 brothers and sisters. Both of his parents got isolated and went their own way. But his father was an alcoholic and only decided to take both of the oldest kids that were working at the time. After his father left his mother with the other 4 kids, everything got worse. My dad felt useless and felt Ilke his dad never felt love for him. Not long after my grandpa left, my grannie got sick and thats when she as diagnosed with cancer.My dad didnt know what to do. They were all alone. No one had a Job. My grandmother wasnt able to take care of her kids because she was puny most of the time. My father being the oldest that was left was going out in the streets and begging for money, looking out for any jobs that were available. He was only 8 years old. He left school and supported his mother because she couldnt do 1 OF2 tne same tnlngs sne usea to. He naa turned Into tne Tatner Tlgure Tor nls Drotners and sisters. He found a Job and was able to feed 5 mouths and his own.People round didnt like my grandmother because they thought she was the reason why her husband left but in reality, it was all of my granddaddys fault. he was the one that was never there to help my grandfather with all Ive the kids, he wasnt being responsible . I know I dont have the right to Judge anyone. My parents taught me better. Behind everything there is always a reason. My parents did something illegal. But they took the risk to cross the border and also risks their lives Jus t so that me and my future siblings could have a better life then they did.I visualise what they went hrough. I honestly appreciate their hard work. Thats why, in my future as a nurse I am going to help out the ill and also make my parents proud of me because thats why they came here in the first place. I am not ashamed to tell pot I once came from a place where we had no house or were poor and hardly had money to feed ourselves. Thats where everyone begin. They begin from the bottom and take their selves up high. Both of my my parents were the strong ones and came from a family were they take risks and l, once over again , am the person I am. Thanks to them.