Due to unforeseen financial issues, I am no longer able to financially relocate to New Mexico. My initial plan for relocation was to drive my truck to New Mexico with my belongings. This would have cut out storage costs, a plane ticket, and allowed for me to have transportation once within New Mexico. I would have then been able to use transitional funds for housing, groceries, certification costs and the gap between summer institute and our first paycheck. After taking my vehicle to the mechanics recently, I was told the mileage is far too high and has other mechanical issues that will not allow it to travel that far. Unfortunately, it is not within my means or my family’s to purchase a new vehicle. I’ve worked with the team at New Mexico
present because they had to stay in Mexico. The truth is that I knew my uncles, since I would see them at family reunions every now and then, but I never
As we trudged over broken boulders and through towering oak trees, I began to feel hopeless. This was my one chance to prove my capabilities as a leader on the trail, and I was failing miserably.
When you are a military spouse, moving frequently is common, which makes finding a place to call home difficult. Colorado was where I was born and raised. However, Texas was home to me. I enjoyed the warm weather, and how I was only a fourteen hour drive from home. While living in Texas, I learned a lot about myself and grew as a person. I had a great career opportunity managing a 240 unit apartment complex, I had good friends and enjoyed everything Texas had to offer.
As my father and I finally fit the statue of the little Virgin Mary in the back of the car, it was time to get on the road. I could already taste the guavas from my great grandfather’s ranch. Feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin. The smell of my aunt’s cooking. Hearing the excitement of my great grandmother’s voice. I wanted to be there already, be in the beautiful country of Mexico. My thoughts wandered as we left my house. How much welcome, love, and the sadness of leaving was going to happen. It was too soon to find out.
Going back to Mexico after ten years is a little crazy but it was worth the ride. I will always recognize Mexico as my home but America as a special place in my heart.
Have you ever been to New Mexico? I can tell you from experience that it’s a very fun place.
I was born in Chicago and lived with my parents for a while. When I was six years old my parents got divorced, I never saw my father after that. After that, we moved to Arkansas. Soon after that my mother got deported to Mexico. we had to move to Mexico now. It was tough because I only spoke English at the time. Me and sister of only four years of age were separated from our mom for over a year because they would not let my mom out of the immigration facility. That was the most painful year of my life. This made me very sad and. I still remember the day I saw my mom for the very first time after all that time. She looked so different than I had remembered her. I would live in Mexico for the next six years. When I entered middle school, I was
“What should I do? Maybe if I tell them I really don’t want to move to California they’ll change their minds? Maybe it’s too late to change minds since we're already here? Why did we have to move so far?” All these thoughts were popping through my head as I stepped onto the plane, “We’re we really doing this? Were we moving to California?” I keep on thinking about all these things. “What was gonna happen tomorrow at school?” My thoughts were like a highway. The cars were each of my thoughts and the cars were zooming by me over and over again. All I think about is what lies ahead. Tomorrow was my first day at school and I felt like I was gonna puke.
My ancestors moved from Canada to America, they started living in the northern areas and worked very hard to earn food. When I was small the life was very good, all the kids of the community used to play and enjoy the time, but as I started growing up I realized that life is not just about playing around. Most of the people in my community do not know the actual meaning of life and they have spent their whole life inside a specific area and with limited knowledge. I started to find opportunities to study and learn more things that no one knows. In my quest for knowledge and curiosity to know the unknown I learned many things.
I would go to Mexico because I've been there many a time before and I really like it there. I would fly there on delta airlines because my grandpa was a pilot and my dad gets to fly on stand by that mean he gets to fly for really cheap. I would go to ocean Coral and turquesa because I've been there 3 time and it is super fun. It is an all expenses paid hotel so I don't need any money because you already paid for every thing. If I left the hotel I would go to Chichén Itzá, Yucatan, Mexico which is 2 hours and 15 mins away from the hotel but it is worth it you can pay 64 dollars each person for a exclusive person viewing. The chichen itza is a beautiful pyramid that a lot of people go to see. After we got back from the pyramid we would come back to the hotel and do all sorts of Things like scuba diving, swim with sharks, go look at the corral reefs around
This summer, I went to India to visit my relatives after nearly six years. I remember moving to America and thinking I will face so much discrimination, but currently, I feel the opposite when leaving for India. Of course, people in India would be the most accepting of their type right? Turns out I couldn’t be farther from the truth.
I’ve lived in Palestine the first eleven years of my life. I stayed there and went to school
It was a Sunday morning when I woke up by the morning shiver and with the sweet smell of tea filling the room. I woke up with a yawn but still laying down because I was too lazy to get up. I stood up quickly almost losing my balance when why mom yelled my name. “Come down stairs I have good news for you” said mom. I went down stairs I saw my parents drinking green hot tea and watching news on the television. I walk toward the table distracted by the chaos of different loud noises like the news, my brothers watching cartoon, and my sister whining. I greeted my parents, as I passed them I heard someone saying “can’t wait to move” excitedly.” After finishing my delicious breakfast I ask my mom, where are we moving? “We are moving to America” with
When I was young, I never expected to live such a lit life in America. I was born in Laos which is a small country in the Southern part of Asia. My life was slow and my family didn’t have much. Then one day my mom met my stepdad in a bar and the next thing I knew, we move to America. My first impression of America was that it was way different than where I came from. I saw snow for the first time and never felt something so cold. My early life in America was a struggle, but as I grew up, I started understanding what my purpose was. I went from nothing to having great times with great friends, having cash flow, and riding motorcycles.
I haven’t always lived in Michigan. Before I moved here in in fifth grade, I lived in Tennessee, Florida, and Wisconsin. Because I have lived in many different places, I have experienced and learned many different things in many ways. In Florida, I had a pool and was 15 minutes from the beach, and thus lived a life of carefree swimming and outdoor time. When I moved to Wisconsin there was a stark change in how my days played out. Gone were the times of carefree swimming and shorts year-round, and in came the days of snow-shoveling, learning how to put on a jacket and boots, and waiting for the knock on my door in the morning to tell me that school was cancelled because of snow - this meant I got a full day to spend sledding with my brother.