Roberto Monologue

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When we picked Roberto the immigration told me and Roberto "what were you guys thinking about coming here you could have gotten yourself killed". I just stayed silent the whole ride back. We arrived at the gate and papa and mama were waiting for us and then the immigration officer sent us away. So papa and mama started to worry if we even had enough money to even live in a house. "Mama can I help I can try to get a job". No mijo it would be to much pressure on you. Pa pa was out looking for a job but we told him no you cant your back but he refused. Roberto already found a job but it didn't pay well. I woke up early in the morning and got ready to go out and find a job I felt bad

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