My Life Has Been A Rollercoaster, With Many Ups And Downs

There was much speculation regarding the potential outcome of the election especially regarding the possible social upheavals that could have resulted in yet another Civil War. The National Vote Counting Center was not announcing results until every electoral ballot had been counted, but quick counts conducted by both sides of the opposition as well as by the representatives of the monitoring international organizations hinted at the possible victory of UNO. As a result the concern had shifted as to how to ensure a smooth transition while preventing any possible social upheavals. Daniel Ortega expressed his concern to Carter in meeting that took place the night the polls were closed: “I wanted to talk to you about what could be an eventual triumph of UNO, and take steps to ensure that if this occurred, it would not produce a bad outcome. There is a section within UNO who would be so encouraged by a UNO victory that they might want to provoke acts of violence against the FSLN…. There could be a civil war. The conduct of the U.S. government would be decisive (Pastor, 261).” Due to the cooperation of the opposition party’s especially in calming and controlling their supporters, the announcement of the UNO victory did not result in any social repercussions and hence helped Nicaragua serve as an exemplary model to the international community proving that peaceful transition is in fact possible. Despite Barrios’s success in the election her tenure

My birth took place in Mar del Plata, Argentina, into a family of six including myself. Years passed, my mother gave birth to a girl and was pregnant soon after to another. My father, a strong laboring mechanic decided that it was time he moved his three boys and soon to be three girls from the home he literally built with his bare hands alone, to another country with grander opportunities, not for himself, but for his six children. He decided that with the money that cost him years of tireless work and stress he could only afford passage for himself. He set off for the United States and for months he worked day in and day out, any job he could get his hands on. He paid for our flight and had a modest, dainty apartment awaiting our arrival.

I fell in love with politics at the age of 10, the year was 2004, and I liked John Kerry because he shared my name. I also supported him because my father, at the time, was supporting George W. Bush and I was a rather antagonistic child. Over time I’ve certainly become more nuanced in the candidates I support, but that year began a lifetime journey into a field that is ever changing, ever competitive, and that impacts so many lives.

Today, I look back to everything that has happened and how did I come to the thoughts and opinions I have about politics. Family was a primary influence in the development of my political orientation, mainly due to constant relationship between my parents and I. Schools became a source to enforce what I been hearing at home. Then Mass Media took over and tried to paint a picture of functions as a political information-giver to adolescents and young children. With placing political figures in everyday life and association with political parties, I can only imagine what their goal was. The earliest

Growing up, I was surrounded by a constant stream of information and discussion about current events. My father is a lawyer and is actively involved in the political community. The constant talk of government and community activism in my home had a major contribution on how I started to plan my future endeavors. The desire

My parents are both from a small town in Costa Rica. Costa Rice is located in Central America. They both lived on a farm with their families. They both grew up in very poor homes. My mom would walk 4 miles daily to go to school. She made the effort to go to school because she wanted a better life. My father on the other hand, couldn’t go to school. He had to go out and work on his farm to make ends meet. My father was the only man of the house. He lived with his mom and 4 sisters.

In Kurt Vonnegut’s famous Slaughterhouse Five, the main character of the novel, Billy Pilgrim, is having traumatic experiences happen to him such as everything that happened throughout the war. Because of these temperamental events, Pilgrim has been emotionally scarred and experiences Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) throughout the novel. Pilgrim describes events that scarred him before the war which leads to the reader believing he was emotionally scarred before he was put into war, such as the experiences he had with his father. In Maxine Kumin’s “Woodchucks,” the narrator is revealing the inhumane, cruel part of themselves based upon the events that spiraled in the poem. The narrator of the poem appears to be mentally damaged by the end of the poem, wishing she wasn’t the person she was. This directly related to Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse Five due to the fact that Pilgrim was also feeling the same way at the end of the book compared to “Woodchucks.” Vonnegut’s idea behind revealing events that Pilgrim experienced before the war shows how he was damaged beneath who he really was. The message behind both pieces is revealing to the audience that the events a person goes through at early development are what shape them to be the person they are later. Someone living with Clinical Depression or any other mental illness does not wake up and suddenly feel depressed. It is the events they experienced throughout their

I was born in the capital of Colombia, Bogota. At the age of six, my family decided we would immigrate to the United States in search of economical stability, a better quality of life and better opportunities of education for my brother and I. My parents were ready to leave their families, jobs, and everything they knew behind. They talked about how wonderful life in the United States would be, and found comfort in the abundance of jobs, good salaries, good schools and opportunities North America would offer our family. I then believed that stepping foot on the US was a guarantee for a wonderful life, the American dream. Unfortunately from the beginning of my journey I realized life is not easy and mature immensely in the ongoing process of achieving the American dream.

This election resulted in a loss for the PRI. The National Action Party won this election. While the party did not hold the same liberal views as the Democratic Revolutionary Party, it did present an opportunity for a new government. President Vicente Fox created a new office to investigate and prosecute those responsible for the murders of innocent political/ social activists. This act was promising to the citizens who long awaited the conviction of those responsible for the murder of innocent citizens. In _________, Álvarez, Felix Hernández Gamundi and Jesus Martin del Campo filed a legal case against Echevarria over the Tlatelolco massacre, the killings of other students in a street protest in 1971, and the “dirty war” in which the Mexican government targeted leftists for assassination through the rest of the 1970s. Formal charges were finally made against Luis Echevarria Alvarez and Luis Gutierrez Oropeza for the Tlatelolco murders, and Mario Moya Palencia and Alfonso Martinez Dominguez, among others, for the 1971 attacks. In the end, however, these former officials were able to avoid trial after invoking legal technicalities challenging the ability of prosecutors to indict them. In reality, the political system itself was reluctant to unearth a network of responsibility that would have spread to include many others, and it became clear that the new political party, PAN, was in fact not very different from the

Being raised in two countries, Mexico and the United States, shaped me into the person I am today, a fluent bilingual and independent young woman who enjoys helping others. I was born in Harlingen, Texas and lived there for about six years. However, my family decided to move to Mexico in 2005. Seeking better opportunities, I made the decision to return to my home state at the age of fifteen.

It all starter on september of 2007, I was brought to the United States by my parents to make happer the American dream. I was born and raise in Guatatoya, Guatemala, a wonderful place where people are humble and happ, and enjoy being helpful to family members and stragers. My parents brought us (my brothers and myself) with one goal for us, to improve our life and graduate from college. It has being rough because it was challenging to overcome the barrier of languague and customs, but now we have adapted to these barriers.

Hitler was losing the war and the Nazi’s were retreating back to Germany. One night in August 1945 the town rumbled and shook with the rumble of big truck engines. The noise only got louder and lower with people cheering behind it. We looked out of our front door and waited for what felt like forever. There were lights turning the corner with a big transportation truck with a white star in the hood. My parents ran into the streets and began dancing, laughing, crying, and chasing the truck into the town square. I sprinted upstairs to the annex and shook David and Rachel to tell them the big news. I helped them out of the annex and into the time square to show them the truck from the Allies. We all danced in the square until the morning and went back to living life like we did before the war.

I am Yamile Cuellar, I live in a small town which is known as Hatch which is a village known for our chile. I grew up with a single mother and three siblings which was hard for me because I am a fraternal twin which means I am the second oldest and I had to be the “adult” of the house because my mom depended on me when she wasn’t around. While going to school, working, being responsible for my siblings, and struggling financially was tough on me because I felt pressured to grow up so fast but overall I think these challenges helped become the strong women I am today.

I was born and raised in Jerez de Garcia Salinas, Zacatecas Mexico in 1996. I acknowledged the fact that both my parents had been able to attend college and worked as professionals because not many of my childhood friends were able to say the same about their parents. My mother had studied biology to become the well-known Bio-pharmaceutical chemist she still is, and my father had studied medicine for a long period of time to become a medical doctor. I felt truly blessed for both my parents, and I felt like my family had come a long way considering how my maternal grandmother was nearly seventy years old and had never learned how to read, write, or even count numbers to ten. However, I learned that life tends to happen and it does so in curious ways. My father currently works at a print-screen factory thanks my uncle, one of his nine siblings. My father has been in the US for as long as my younger brother, Erik, has lived for which is now 12 years. Our parents are still married, yet no longer together.

As mentioned before I was born in Caracas, Venezuela. Aside from traveling abroad on family vacations, I 've had the opportunity to be exposed to several cultures throughout my life. I lived in Tegucigalpa, Honduras, for 6 years due to my father 's work;