Moving to a new place, a far away place, can be scary. Moving to a new place, for a kid can be downright horrible. I was born at St. Joseph’s Hospital in Phoenix, Arizona the morning of March 23rd, 1991. When I was 2 years old my family moved to Durango City, Durango, Mexico. At the time it was my Mom, Dad, and my older sister Lucero. But when I turned 4 years old, in 1995, my parents had a divorce. And that, obviously, marked a lot of change.
My father decided to move back to the United States of America, and remarry, while my mom, sister, and I moved in with my aunt in Mexico City, Mexico. In 1999, when I was 8, my sister and moved to
Arizona to stay with our father. He had spoken with my mom and informed her that schools in America were of better quality than schools in Mexico. Being in America for the first time since I was 2 years old was amazing, and terrifying at the same time. I felt people looked at us like we were different.
Lucero and I attended Lakeview Elementary School while I Phoenix. The school was mostly nice. However, learning a new language, in a place where nobody speaks the same language as you do was scary. People bullied us and made fun of us because we didn’t speak like the did. And at home it wasn’t much better. The school did not have a lot of other Mexicans, and as such, we didn’t make many friends. Our
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And a year later, in 2011, I gave birth to my daughter, Angelin Barraza. Being a mom is the most amazing feeling I’ve ever felt. I was scared at first, I was 19, I hadn’t finished High School, I felt I wasn’t going to be able to care for a baby, I wasn’t ready. But the first time I heard my daughter’s heartbeat, I was elated. I was going to give life. It was hard, but I had a lot of support from my family and friends. But the fear that I couldn’t provide the best future for my daughter drove me to improve myself. And that started with going to