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Narrative Essay About Living In Mexico

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I arrived at home at around 3:00pm on Friday, January 20th. While waiting for my dad to get home from work, I decided to start my homework, since he doesn’t get home until 5:00pm. When he got home, he took a shower then got ready to answer a couple questions. My dad and I don’t have a very close relationship so the first couple minutes were a little awkward, to me anyway. The first thing that I wanted to ask my dad was if he feels successful. My dad had thought about my question for a couple minutes, looking around, before he said, “I’d like to think I am, yeah. But to others, I’m probably not because I work at the Mill.” When I asked him why he responded with, “Because being successful to others means having a lot of money, or living in …show more content…

You always had to pay careful attention to who was around you and where you were at all times because Acapulco isn’t really a safe city in Mexico. But coming to America, I knew that it wasn’t going to be easy. I knew that I would have to work hard to get to …show more content…

I put my pen and paper away then made my way to the sink to wash my hands, my dad doing the same. We ate dinner then continued on with the questions. I had asked my dad, “What adversities drove you to be who you are today?” I looked at my dad and saw the look of concentration on his face, eyebrows scrunched and eyes looking up. He then said quietly, “My dad.” I asked why and he had responded with, “My dad was always hard on me, but I know he loves me. I never got any time to my self and I couldn’t do normal teenage things because I was always working, trying to provide for my brothers and sisters. My dad wanted me to come to America. He wanted me to be able to support my own family and have a steady income.” I then asked my dad how he got here, he laughed but answered with, “ I crossed the border. I swam, ran and hid from border guards. It was hard, very hard but I wouldn’t change anything that I had to do to come to America.” I smiled at his response while I was writing it down then he asks me, “Do you feel successful?” A look of confusion crossed my face because I didn’t think he would ask me a question, but I answered with, “I do in some ways. I got accepted to my first choice college with a decent scholarship. I know what I want to do and where I want to be, it all comes down to me actually achieving the things that I want to do, so in some ways I don’t feel

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