My Parents Are Hard Workers In The US

My mother has always had major health issues, going in and out of hospitals all the time, but she wouldn't go down without a fight, and luckily, we still have her here with us. Any mother would want the best for her children, so one day my mom dropped everything in Reynosa and decided to move here, to the United States, in order to give us more opportunities and a real chance to succeed. Therefore, my parents have taught me to be the responsible, strong, and hard working person I am today.

My mother worked day and night so I had to care for my sister and cousins. On some occasions I had to help my mom clean houses to earn money. At the age of thirteen up until I was sixteen I was cleaning houses for the people we longed to be. I got a glimpse of a life I have never known. For the most part my mom’s boss was nice, but her family was ignorant at times. They would ask me where I have traveled and if I’ve been to all these kinds of expensive places. When I answered no they asked why not. I guess they didn’t comprehend the fact that my mom and I were cleaning their dishes and making their beds for less than the minimum wage to be able to barely afford the rent of the small room we all

She came from to America when my father received his citizenship and applied for her and my naturalization. She always does her best to be there for my sisters and me, and that’s one of the reasons I strive to my best to be the best. She does odd jobs like cutting fish, drying fish, and driving people’s children to school. She recently got her citizenship, but she still doesn’t really know a lot of English. My mother does her best to help my sisters and I have the best childhood we can get. We do silly things like go shopping for dresses on a slow Sunday or help carting around old drawers in an old truck. She does not make a lot of money because honestly the side jobs only help support minor things my family does or needs. I’m worried about her because when I go to college because if my father does get injured, she can only help with small things like books or the meal plan.

My parents came from Mexico to the United States for a better life, like many other families. My parents were not privileged enough to make it past a middle school education. They worked very hard so that my siblings and I could succeed in America. Therefore, I felt bad whenever I asked for help on homework because what if they couldn’t help me? I never wanted to make them feel bad for not knowing English. Instead I struggled through it on my own because I was going to be the one they could depend on, later in life due to my education. Instead of letting my parents go through the struggle, I did everything on my own. I struggled so that they could later depend on me.

That day I realized I wasn’t as special as I thought I was. I was an accident, a big mistake. I soon realized my mom never graduated from High School and that she could be sent back to Mexico at any moment. My dad, on the other hand, graduated from high school and after I was born he got his associates degree in some type of engineering. My dad’s degree was my families advantage. Even with his degree, my mom is still my idol. She is the toughest person I know. She worked two 8 hour shifts when my dad went to school, she never cared what might happen to her as long as my siblings and I were happy. She walks with honor and pride even when people tried to bring her down, and trust me they tried. They used me as the trigger. I am the reason she never made it to

My mother, a housekeeper at a Best Western Hotel, has been recognized for her exceptional commitment, leadership, and organizational skills for maintaining a clean and hospital environment in collaboration with her colleagues. She is from the countryside of a small town in Mexico called San Juan de Los Lagos, Jalisco, a beautiful place known for its rich history and architecture. At an early age my mother lost her father during a storm in Mexico. The loss of my grandfather was devastating for he left behind a widow, a new born, and a total of 8 children. The hardship caused several of the older children to leave school and start working to support the family. My mother however, managed to remain in school but with time, the teachers that would go out to the country to teach the children stopped coming and my mother was forced to resign her education. With school no longer an option my mother began working due to the lack of resources. At this point she was only able to obtain an education up to the 6th

My mother, Norma, immigrated from Mexico in search of a better life. While here in South Carolina, she met my father, Hector, and got married shortly after. Unlike my mother, my father was a citizen. Whenever I reached the age of 7, my dad passed away. This struck us hard. Fortunately, my mom received a monthly check for my brother and I that gave her plenty of help. But she knew that wasn't going to be enough. She knew she would have to look for a job and that it wouldn't be an easy task. Being undocumented in the United States and in search for a job wasn't easy. But that didn't stop my mom. She was constantly changing jobs not because she was fickle, but because of her issue. Something about undocumented immigrants that many people are unaware of is the unjust treatment they receive. Because of their necessity and knowing the difficulty of finding another job, the only choice they really have is to say nothing at all. My mom was in a position like that and I couldn't bear it. I begged her to quit. She mentioned "being treated like slaves" and that just upset me. Upon seeing my anger, my mom constantly reminds me "that's why you have to study, go to college, and have a good job to avoid being treated like an animal". She is currently out of that job but she did have something to say about it before she left. My mother has proven to me that through hard work you can strive forward no matter

My parents raised me, their names are Mari and Martin Carrillo, I also have one older his name is Joshua Carrillo. My parents are the reason I am who I am today, They sacrificed so much for me and for my brother, my dad would work all day every day and he would get out of work pretty late. My mom would work during the day and get out at 4 and pick up me and my brother, take us home feed us and then go back to work for another 2 hours and be home by 6. They've always gave up and sacrificed so much for me and my brother to make sure we had food on the table and everything we needed for school and at home.

Growing up I came from a family of two sisters and a brother. My parents worked hard to be sure that there was always a roof over our head, food on the table, and clothes on our back. My worked for various companies until he was able to obtain his degree as an electrical technician. Today he maintains his own business known as McGhee Electric. My mother also took on various jobs to make ends meet. She began work as a cosmetologist and

My dad works in maintenance in a textile factory while my Mother work in a Restaurant to support our family. Blessed by my parent unwavering support, it would have been more difficult to get as far in school as I have, their hard work inspires me to becoming a

She got fired from jobs for not having a social security number even though she was one of the most faithful and hardest working employees. I have had to sit back and experience all of these adversities for years and without a doubt it hurts to watch your own mother be discriminated and looked down upon. Despite the hardships, I have grown. It motivates me to work hard and strive for a future my mother was deprived of. It gives me the ability to distinguish choices I have to make on a daily basis. The foundation of my life, is the reason I do what I do, and I am who I am, and my past is where my present determination derives from, to succeed for my future. I am 17 now and with all determination my experience has provided me, the fear has become minuscule in my life

My parents mean a lot to me and they have inspired me in many ways. They are people that no matter what they have been through, they always think positive. I was raised in Houston, Texas with both of my parents and my two older brothers. Both of my parents are Mexican, but they grew up in very different environments.

explain my mom's journey over to the Americas, and the hardships that came with in.

My parents have always worked hard to provide for my sister and me, it wasn't always easy but they have always managed

This photo shows my mom. She is what got this family up to their potential. She is always there to help us when we need her and she helped us do better and get the best that she can provide. Even though everything in the background owned by my dad but nothing could have been done without her. This picture was taken in Vernon California 2016 at a company that’s considered big to most people and still growing. My mom was 9 when she left home and moved from one families house to another, to work and provide for her younger siblings in Mexico up until the age of 15. At the age of fifteen, she moved to the united states and lived with a brother working in a factory as an immigrant. My mom worked hard even after she got married until she was in