Category Archives: Mexico-Cent. Amer.

Appreciating Diversity (Mexico)

My life was about to change. It could be for the best or for the worse but it was a risk I was willing to take.  As a child, I lived in a little one-floor house with 2 rooms. Located in the hills of a valley. The valley was located near a small city called Veracruz, Mexico. There were house ... Read More »

Challenges For a Young Immigrant (Mexico)

I was a teenager, only 15 years old. I was a person looking for a better future and a better way of living.  Me, my mom, and my stepdad left Michoacan, Mexico to live in the United States. My parents and I were living in Mexico, Michoacan 1978, which was in the center. Durante este tiempo el aire estaba limpio, ... Read More »

Chin Up and Success Follows

My journey begins in 1975 in a small town in Mexico, Guerrero Michoacán. The sun is up and the white truck with a big red speaker on it is already making its way around town announcing the newly married couple, and the dead cow by the river. Geez can’t he wait till noon to come around can you… I WANNA SLEEP ... Read More »

Faith, Determination, & Gratitude (Mexico)

A man was walking with us and the night we spent in the desert, he pulled out an entire roasted chicken and began to share with everybody. To this day I remain grateful for that man, he shared when he didn’t have to as he saw all of us suffering from lack of food. Growing up poor, you learn to ... Read More »

Escaping Domestic Abuse (Mexico)

I was walking in the desert with my daughter and I couldn’t feel my hands nor my feet so I looked at them and all I saw was  my feet swollen. I mean I can even see purple around my leg. It hurts so much. I was about 34 and my daughter just turned 18. My name is Josefina (name ... Read More »

Stability as a Cook (Mexico)

  I was with one of my brothers and some of my friends. We’ve never been to the United States. The United States sounded like a new world for us, and we thought life in a different country would make our futures brighter. I was 17 years old when I left my parents and siblings as I started my journey ... Read More »

“The Air Smelled Like Trees” (El Salvador)

      My name is Javi (name changed). I lived in a small town in the country of El Salvador named San Francisco Menendez. I was born in 1979. I used to play with friends on the soccer field and play with the marbles we had. The landscape was very rural and the air smelled like a chicken coop. ... Read More »

No Family Support But Determination (Mexico)

          My name is Maria (name changed) and I’m a single mother of 4, I came here seeking a better life but instead had to tread through the trenches of reality and cruelty of life but at the end of the trip I made it through and was able to do it mostly by myself as ... Read More »

Dreaming For His Daughters (Mexico)

                      “Tengan hermanitas para que se compren una torta en la escuela.” Here’s some money sisters, buy yourselves some food at school. These are the words my father expressed to his younger sisters. In the municipality of Parácuaro in the state of Michoacán, Mexico there was a family of 16, ... Read More »

Left Poverty and Became a Nanny (Mexico)

I was born onto a ranch, with many brothers and sisters. Together, we always wanted to be busy. We swam in the river, rode our bikes, played volleyball, anything to keep ourselves occupied. Aside from the games, we all worked at a very young age. We could not afford to receive an education. When I was seventeen years old, I ... Read More »