My Time At The United States

Whether it is to feel the sense of freedom or to just start over, immigrants from all over the world come to America seeking all possible opportunities for a

I am a second generation Mexican-American and the last of seven children. My siblings and I were born and raised here in the United States with a mix of Mexican and American values. Our parents migrated to the U.S. at an early age in search of the American dream. Both my mother and father left their families in Mexico to start a better life for themselves and their future children.

People from all over the world come to America for many reasons; for instance, most of illegal and legal immigrant come to this country for a better life and to reunite with family that live in the

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

It has been 11 years since we have arrived to Los Angeles, California. I can still remember the feeling of when my father had said to us that he we would be moving to a far place to try to find better jobs for my mother and him because with the two jobs my father had and the washing and ironing of other peoples clothes my mom did was not bringing enough money to support my sisters and me and did they wanted to provide a better life for my sisters and me. Mexico was such a poor country that my parents could not see themselves make enough money to support my sisters and me, let alone see us get a better education. So my parents decide to migrate to the United States with one of my mother’s brother. We arrived in Los Angeles, California on

I was born and raised in the United States but my family was not born here, they came from an area south of Los Angeles, Mexico. In the border between the United States and Mexico, many immigrants have lost their lives attempting to achieve their promise dream. Many immigrants who cross the border pursue the American Dream. My family was one of the many immigrant families who attempted and fortunately succeeded in crossing over the border. My father’s family originated from Guadalajara, Jalisco, México. Many families just like mine risked their lives attempting to not only get to the border, but to cross it as well. My family did not differ much from the other immigrant families who sought to achieve economic stability and prosperity here

My Parents both migrated from mexico. My mom is from Morelos and my dad is from Jalisco mexcio. My brother and I were born in California. My Mom Moved to the United sates when she was about 17 years old. My dad moved to the United states when he was about 10 years old. My parent both meet here in the California and had me and my little brother.

My dad moved to the United States at a very young age. He crossed the border illegally many times trying to pursue the American dream, but despite of all the failures he never gave up. On the other hand, my mom moved here with a visa after marrying my dad. Both of them struggled to survive, especially since their lifestyle was completely different.

My grandma was a single mother raising three kids in Mexico. My mom being one of those kids as well. My grandma wanted a better life for her children and herself, so she had to make the ultimate sacrifice which was leaving my uncle, aunt, and my mom with their grandparents in Mexico for almost six years. She crossed the border illegally by hiding in the motor of a car. They had to customize the car so she can fit and lie down in a “U” shape for almost three days without food or water and endured the blazing heat and freezing temperatures the desert provided. She had wires constantly electrocuting her and was dying to have a sip of water. At last when she made it into the United States, the people that helped her over here allowed her to stay

My family story begins in the 1800’s with my Great X4 grandmother who died at the age of 115. Then came her son which is my Great X3 grandfather which then married his beautiful wife named Maria. Many years later she had a daughter with the name of Maria, which is now my grandmother. She was actually an immigrant that was born in Mexico and not in the U.S. But then at the age of just 15 she came here in the U.S along with her mother. Years later as a grown woman she married a good man in the name of Jose, they both ended up having 5 kids in total.

I’m an immigrant. I was born in Mexico and it was only until my parents decided to come to the United States that I am where I am. My mother tried to cross the border to come to the United States for the first time when I was still in her womb all by herself as my father was already in the Unites States working in order to provide for her in the way that he wasn’t able to do so by staying in Mexico. My mother was caught by immigration and was sent back. My mother was very disappointed because she knew that if she didn’t get me to the United States some way or another I wouldn’t get very far in life by staying in Mexico. My father returned back to Mexico when I was born and it wasn’t until I was 4 years old that they decided to try to cross the border once again. Although I was only 4 years old I remember the whole experience as if it was yesterday. The amount of fear of getting caught by immigration and having done everything for nothing was always in the back of my mind while going through the whole experience. Up to this day nothing has ever been as terrifying and nerve-wrecking as having to go through that whole experience especially for a 4 year old child but I will forever be grateful for the bravery and strength that my parents had to gather in

Many people hope to change their lives for the best.So many take the chance and move to another countryleaving everything behind, with or without their whole family.Just to find a way to give themselves, or their families a better life.Immigration happens everywhere wheather you know about it or not, even if you dont care about its happening.But sometimes its not easy because it can affect a lot of things around us.Although it doesn't affect everyone, immigration should be talked about because, it causes a change in the economy,population,and families.

Many make the dangerous and risky trip to coming to America. But in the end, do the hardships of immigrating outweigh the success? Immigrants face many privations that ends up making immigrating unsuccessful. Countless immigrants leave their home country to come to the United States in a journey that is ultimately not worthwhile, because immigrants must reinvent themselves, face harsh prejudice against them, and struggle to fit in with society.

Long ago...... way before any of my older siblings were born, my parents migrated from Mexico to the United States. Once they traveled here, they experienced some difficulties. Their problems were stable, thanks to the fact that my parents had some money and they had many helpful family members that already lived before my parents. Even with the help, my parents had to find a way to adjust to their new living, and environment. Knowing they had a bright future ahead, they made the best of everything and just kept on moving forward.

My family lives here in the US we are all proud to be citizens of this country even with flaws of its own. My father actually went on a journey from Mexico to US with my mother across the border. The reason being was that my father wanted my brother to have a chance at a good life in America where at the time hopes and dreams were made to be possible. He had difficulty getting to the border with many obstacles standing in the way of fate but my father didn 't give up. with his perseverance he kept forward despite my mother 's desire to give up but my father knew the only chance