My Father Carlos Miguel Ponce

My grandfather, Cosmo Damiano Depinto was born on May 15, 1939 in the small town of Molfetta, Italy. He is the son of Nicoletta Depinto, his mother, who was one of three siblings. Her two sisters were named Lina and Giovanna. His mother had a full time job as a seamstress. His grandmother was responsible for making fishing nets. His grandfather, Orazio, had a similar profession in the fishing industry and and worked as a local fisherman. But unfortunately he passed away when a mine blew up while he was fishing in his boat after World War I (1914-1918).

I’m an American grown up with Mexican roots; with all their traditions, religious beliefs, holidays, and foods. I come from a small town of south Texas, called The Rio Grande Valley, where I live with my average size family. I’ve grown up with my family facing hardships, and flaws yet united always. As time has gone by I’ve come to learn that everything around me has shaped me to be the young lady I am today, and I’m grateful for that.

My Hispanic heritage shaped my life because I of what my family has overcome. My grandparents from both of my parent’s sides of the family picked cotton and vegetables in the fields to help their families. I have learned from my parents and grandparents stories that it is worth working hard in school to obtain a good job in the future. Both of my parents went to college and they have been a great inspiration to me. Not all of my aunts and uncles have had good jobs. Some of them only graduated from high school. For example, my Uncle Romeo become a construction worker after he graduated from high school. It is difficult for him to buy his kids what they want and need, and even provide for himself. Although he is a diligent individual, he wishes that he could have been able to attend college and have a different career. He has used

As a first-generation Mexican American, I am the product of two cultures merged into one. Like many immigrants, my parents left behind their homeland and came with just the clothes on their back. They were fish out of water when they first arrived in America. They came here with hopes of pursuing the American Dream but soon realized that they weren't going to be the ones to achieve the American Dream. They worked hard so that my younger brother and I could have a shot at it. So they’ve educated us and passed the Dream along to us. The hardships experienced by my parents have inspired me to take on my own challenges. Because of the sacrifices my parents made, I am where I am today. It's an unspoken responsibility that one day I will give back to those who gave me so much.

This was a question that was an option to be used for the interview and I didn’t exactly want to ask this so I changed the question to say, what did you do to stand out in your family? I liked this question better because everyone in my family tries to stand out from everyone else and in a sense come out on top of everyone. I practically knew the answer to this question because I know some of my dad’s stories about when he was a teenager and how much he worked. Salcedo said, “Well as you know I was always working some of the hardest jobs as a teenager you guys haven’t experienced real work until you have done labor that is extremely bad on your back that involves you sweating more than you have ever sweated before and to be yelled at all the time. As well as working full time my parents were also doing the same type of jobs and trying to get as much food on the table that they could but it wasn’t easy because we weren’t the richest. About half of my siblings weren’t able to finish school even if we wanted to because it cost too much.” I look up to my dad because he worked his tail off to make it to the US legally and find jobs as well as work for about a year go to Mexico then return to make more money. The US was basically our way out of being poor and it was.

Antonio Lopez de Santa Anna was born in Jalapa, Veracruz Mexico, on February 21, 1794. He belongs to a “criollo” middle class family. His parents were from Spain. He was a Mexican politician and military leader who was President of Mexico eleven times from 1833 to 1855. He was president officially six times, and unofficially five more. He was also a disastrous president of Mexico because he lost Texas and much more of the current American west in the United States. However, by far he was an important figure of his generation in the Mexican history. Many people love him during his first years of president, and he was remembered for two major conflicts, the Battle of the Alamo in 1836 during the Texas Revolution, and as a restored Mexican leader during the Mexican-American War in 1847 (tshaonline.org).

Juan was born in 1474,santeruas de Campos Spain. Juan had a beautiful wife name Leonora and 1 son and 3 daughters. while Juan had a beautiful wife named Leonora and three daughters. He was on a quest for gold .Juan founded the oldest settlement in Puerto Rico and he landed on the mainland of North America , a region he dubbed Florida .

Your family had big dreams. You were so small when you came to the US, just 6 years old. So innocent. Coming from Mexico City, its drastically different. You had no clue what was ahead of you. School was most difficult, you spent 3 years in an English learning class. Even after, many things seemed hard for you to comprehend. Yet, you stayed strong. When you got to high school things changed, all that work had paid off. From then on you only took honors and ap classes. You were president of National

I am who I am today because of my parents, first my dad worked so hard in order to be able to pay to get our papers and be able to legally come into the country. The immigration process took more than 10 years. We were only able to see my dad once a year because he was here working and saving up to bring the family together. In July of 1998 just 3 months before I was born my sister Elena passed away before being able to come into the country, she waited for so long to reunite with my dad and it didn't happen she left before her dream came into reality. When my family was finally able to reunite we made the most of it we enjoyed every second with each other. When I entered school I was known for the Mexican girl who didn't know English however

I was born in Merida, Mexico. That special day my father was in prison, he would leave our family by my fourth birthday. It would take me eight years to reunite with him in America. With two sisters and a single mother, I became the man of the house at a young age. Neither of my parents finished a high school education. I held my first job at age seven cleaning windshields at stoplights for any available change, in an effort to alleviate my mother’s burdens. My life experiences have taught me resiliency, hard work, and determination.

I am Latina. Although simple statement, it is one consisting of great capability and protentional beneath the surface. My grandmother, Dr. Maria Teresa Chavez-Hernandez, was an emblem of strength and one of the most influential women in my life. Against all odds, she remained true to her family obligations in Managua, Nicaragua as the oldest of eleven children while she earned her Bachelor's degree in Psychology, a Master of Library Science, and her Ph.D. in Library Science and Information Studies. Following her passing, the Florida Library Association created the "Maria Chavez-Hernandez Libraries Change Peoples’ Lives Award" in her honor to celebrate the "dynamic spirit of her work in expanding the opportunities of information access to under-served

I was born at seven-thirty in Manhattan, New York on October 14th, 2002 to seventeen-year-old, Samantha Souchet and eighteen-year-old, Luis Soto. They were kids having a kid. I was raised by many women on one block. Such as my two great-grandmothers, my grandmother, my mother and my three aunts. I was the only child in the house so I kind of grew up acting like a little adult, which I still kind of act like. You tend to learn a lot of things from living with a bunch of women your whole life. I always speak of all the lessons they taught me but I hardly ever speak of my father. My father is my hero and role model.

The first person in my family that was born in Mexico is my dad. His name is Renan Uribe and he’s an excellent dad. Renan Uribe was born on November 12, 1971, in Jalisco, Mexico with his other 11 brothers and sisters. Each of his siblings is unique in their different ways since they all are either blonde with green eyes or blonde with light brown eyes. On the other hand, my dad was very different from them, he has light brown hair and light brown eyes! Uribe’s life was difficult. My dad didn't have an education, therefore, he grew up on the field helping his father, Maximino Uribe, while his mother, Rufina Pelayo, stayed at home watching over her children. When he was an adolescent he worked at a taqueria and played soccer. At age 17, Uribe

“We all have respect for our elders because of their hard work. We wouldn’t be in the U.S. or have what we do now if it wasn’t for them”, Ivan stated during the interview. I interviewed Ivan Miranda; a native of Acapulco, Mexico, about elderly roles in his family. Ivans grandparents are the first and the oldest generation of his family in America, therefore, a majority of the answers are of direction of his family’s values towards his grandparents and the ethics that are taught by them. In addition, I came to understand more about his family’s thoughts on the importance of elderlies, along with the loss of their heritage’s way of life towards the elders.

When i was 34 years old , i was a Spanish mother of 2 daughter and a son .my husband was part of the Spanish army he had died during war . i had two babies just before he died, I gave birth to them .I loved my first husband as much as I loved my daughters.oh and my daughters were two little angles the where twins but not identical . There was one with long blond hair just as my mother and I named her Isabella , then comes my goofy daughter her name was marina and she was named After my husbands mother Marina , i actually hated my husbands mother . but I love both of my daughters . after my first husband died, my daughters were only 2years old I didnt want them to live a life without there padreh .so i started working for Arekhandro I was suddenly