To begin, on May 15, 2017 I interviewed Maria Mojica about what it means to be American to her. Also, Maria Mojica, mother of 2, felt the necessity to describe that being American means that you acquire specific rights only accessible in this country. Since her mother, Guillermina Diaz, gave birth to her in Guerrero, Mexico and raised her in Anaheim, California, Maria was aware of the drastic differences between Mexico and America. Furthermore, she captured the idea that her life would ameliorate and that she could become much more successful in America versus Mexico. Although she believes that America is unsatisfactory due to more crime and violence, she declares that America has progressed in the aspect that America has grown economically
In The Book of Unknown Americans the Author, Cristina Henriquez, gives us a real life insight on a family’s story about coming to America and adjusting to the American way of life. Henriquez put the words “It’s not paradise, but at least here I can be at peace” (Henriquez 47) in the mouth of Benny Quinto, an immigrant from Nicaragua. Benny, like many others in the story, came to America to find an “escape” from their native countries. America is sought after by many immigrants for better living conditions, a better life for their families, and like we see in this book, medical treatment. America is seen by immigrants as a place of freedom, promises and opportunities but, that isn’t necessarily true.
Recognize Nieves? No? Okay, how about Zacatecas? Still not ringing a bell? Okay, okay, Mexico? Yeah, I knew you’d know that one. Nieves, Zacatecas is within the Mexico borders. A humble place where I was born. Several circumstances started evolving where I was raised. And just like any other parents, mine got concerned which later resulted of us relocating to a safer environment. A place where death would visit frequently wasn’t a good place for a 1 year old kid. A town where the word trust was unknown. Leading to my parents decision of following the american dream.
America has long enjoyed a steady flow of immigrants from all walks of life. One of the most prominent groups to join the “The Great Melting Pot” in recent times is Mexican immigrants. In 2013, the Pew Research Center estimated that about 11.7 million immigrants from Mexico were living in the United States. Of these, “About two-thirds… arrived in the U.S. in 1990 or later.” (Gonzalez-Barrera and Lopez). Unfortunately, Mexican immigrants have not received that warmest of welcomes from a good number of Americans. Many in the United States have expressed concerns that Mexican immigrants pose a threat to “Americanism” (Gans, Replogle and Tichenor 399). Specifically, there is apprehension over use of the Spanish language by immigrants instead of the dominating English language, even though America has no official language (Cummins 128).
As he is running behind the rest of the actual illegal Mexicans, he recalls passing through stereotypical Americanism symbols such as “baseball, milkshakes, and those sociologists” (Soto 18). These images present the suggested ideal “American Dream” lifestyle that immigrants come in search of. Immigrants are placed in situations where they face the prejudice and racial assumptions from white Americans and it crushed their false hopes for the presumed American unification. Amber Bowden argues that Soto “creates a sense of hope that the next generation will be able to move beyond the judgments and to equality” by mention this idealist perceptions of America by incoming
My seventh grade year was NOT off to a good start. You know when you go to school on the first day your parents are always telling you to make new friends. Well that’s exactly what my mom told me, and her advice only worked halfway. You see, I had indeed made new friends. The only problem was that one them had some jealousy issues. It all started when I met her. Audra was a drama major. We had met in musical theater. We became friends so she introduced me to her best friend, Alejandra. The thing to remember was that Audra had strict parents who wouldn’t let her do a lot of things outside of school. That meant that whenever I asked her if we could hang out, she would say no. By this time Alejandra and I had become friends. Not close friends
The person I interview was a female from el Salvador. She was born here but she was raised by her immigrant mom and aunts. Her guardian never spoke English and she has always been the translator for her mother and her aunts. She grew up speaking two language and basically lived two lives one with her family which was more tradition and cultural to her heritage and one outside her household where she lived like a regular American citizen.
While there are people that are inspired and motivated by the stories and actions of other individuals, there are also those that are inspired and motivated by their parents, like myself. Over the course of 18 years living with my family, I have come to appreciate the amount of effort they have made into making sure I succeed in life and making sure that I learn from their experiences. My mother, Melania Santos de Marte, has always been the one that took care of me the most from when I was a kid up until today. My father is Amable A. Santos and he was the reason why my mother, sister and I were able to come to the United States. He was the one that made sure we had a home to go to and also the reason why we were able to come to the U.S. in the first place. The willpower and endurance my parents have displayed inspired, and motivated me to get an education so that later in the future I would repay them for their support.
Have you ever wanted to get something done but people doubt you throughout the way? Well I, Yvonne DeCarlo, experienced much of that but ended up being successful and proving a lot of people wrong.
I was born on a late August’s night, in Longview, WA, at St. John’s hospital. While time rushed by for everyone, for my parents it was almost as if time stood still as they gazed down at their baby girl. They named that beautiful baby girl, Averi M. Klein. As a little girl, I loved the color pink and like to dress up in frilly dresses. My playmates were the boys that lived next door and we would go out into the little wooded area behind our home and play.
I have worked for The Advocate, a Baton Rouge award winning newspaper, for more than 23 years. When I first hired on in May of 1992, it was only to be a temporary job until I finished college. Before computers and electronic layout programs simplified this process with the click of a button, people had to cut out and paste the stories, pictures, and advertisements that appeared in the daily newspaper. This was my job: I was a Compositor. I worked evenings so this allowed me the availability to go to school during the day. I have always been a hard worker and taken pride in whatever assignment I was given. This character trait was recognized by others and I was quickly promoted to other jobs. As the computer age and world wide web came to life,
Alexus Casidy is out of her teenage years and now twenty, with a whole life ahead. The name Alexus may be a common but, the story of how it was picked, was not. Her father named her after a nurse at a Psychiatric Hospital, that he said was pretty. Not only did he name her after a nurse but, he chose the spelling of the car, Alexus. She grew up with her two younger siblings in Beloit WI, and I am yet to wonder if her sibling’s names have a comical story behind theirs as well. My peer went to high school at Beloit Memorial, graduating in 2015. Where she was an active cheerleading and softball player, also where she met her boyfriend, of three years, Ryan. Most don’t see that she is a mother, student, girlfriend, and employee; holding many different roles in all statuses. Alexus studies at UW Rock County and is undecided with fulfilling her dreams for becoming a children’s nurse or a teacher. Also, is hard-working employee at the factory Prent Corporation in Janesville, WI as an Inspector Packer. Where the money pays for the house her and her boyfriend own, with their one year old, Brooks.
For my interview I decided to go with my Grandma, Delia Lomeli. She was about
The individual I selected to interview for the purpose of this essay is Daniel Rivera. Daniel and I are former classmates here at BMCC. Since then, Daniel has went on become an expert in various programming languages including HTML, CSS, PYTHON, JQUERY, PHP and API’s. He has worked at such places such as Next Phase Entertainment, Basics Plus and Workbench. A typical day for Daniel includes writing and fixing code. Daniel is a Fullstack Developer, which means he is comfortable with both front end and back end developing. He works with databases, javascript, PHP, PYTHON and everything else in between. Throughout the interview he exclaimed the importance of his hard work/dedication to learning and keeping up with program languages, gave tips
As I wrote this essay a lot of memories began to move like a slideshow within my head. Each memory kind of reminded me why I am the person that I am today. Out of all of these years God has truly been preparing me for greater. God loves me for me and I overlooked God plenty of times and I overlooked his word. I learned that I was in some of the predicaments that I was because of myself not because of God. God only wanted to see me grow more in him but I always put him on the backside not trying to truly become a full Christian. I was afraid of the things that might happen because I was already dealing with some harsh times in my life. Time after time I got weaker giving up on God knowing that every single time I messed up
I'm a senior at beatrice high school i'm in welding two and woods two and building construction i'm in advanced conditioning to help better myself physically. I hope to join the military or go into the field of construction .I like fishing and hunting. I moved around a lot when I was little I lived in Beatrice and Pickrell and Blue springs and back to Beatrice.