Day 2 Immigrant. That word gives me a label here. I am crossing the border to the U.S because my parents think it will give us a new beginning and a better life. I think they’re wrong. Our life in El Salvador was fine: We had a nice house and we were healthy. Here, none of that is true. It has taken us 2 days to get to Saltillo, Mexico. It’ll take us another couple of days to get to Texas. We don’t have a final destination yet but Mami says we’ll figure it out when we get there. We are walking in big groups. I think it’s because we don’t want to lose anyone but i’m not sure. Mami and Papi keep telling me that Elena, Mariana, Andres, Jose and I need to stick together no matter what happens when we cross the border. I don’t know what that’s all about. I’m also not going to ask because they’ll say what they always say “It’s not a big deal Esmeralda”. …show more content…
Until now I thought the border was going to have a fence with a guard, but there is no line or fence where we are. We have to cross a desert and then a river. I am having mixed emotions about this, mostly because it’s a place i’ve never been to before and now I know we are crossing illegally. I am holding Elena’s hand and carrying Mari while Mami looks for something to eat and Papi went with Andres to find a bush to use for the toilet. It’s our turn to cross the river. A strange man is asking for our full names. The last time someone used my full name was when Mami was at yelling at me. Day