Personal Narrative: Melania Santos De Marte

Growing up we didn’t have the riches or opportunities that others had but we were jubilance. I never kenned any woefulness because I was protected, like an angel my father guided me. In his eyes I was never wrong, his kindness and word of wisdom made me the young adult I am today. My father wanted to help everyone whether it was finically or emotionally he was there to help. On a rainy day my father was walking me to school when we came upon an eight year boy, he had no jacket or shoes. He was freezing cold, so my father took of his jacket and put in on the little boy shoulders to keep him warm. He asked where his family was only to discover the kid was an orphan. My father took me and the boy back to our house. I was watching my father bathe, clothe, and feed the boy. The boy name was Abdi; he stayed with us and went to school till my father was able to find a good home for him. The kindness that he showed Abdi made me want to help

My grandparents raised me when I was young because my parents were busy toiling away at work to support my siblings and I. Through my grandparents, I learned strength. My grandfather, a former political activist and soldier in Vietnam, suffered a gigantic loss: Losing the Vietnam war. Still, he refused to kneel under the hand of oppression. He restarted his life in a brand new, foreign country with seven children,

For eighteen years now my parents have influenced me to do my best in academics and extracurricular activities. Both of my parents have gone to college and both have had successful careers. My dad was a highly recognized Police Chief for Waukesha County and is now on the

My parents are my heroes, and they inspire me everyday. Migrating to the US a year before I was born, they traded a comfortable life in Vietnam to work long hours at low wages in America in order to give their children unimaginable opportunities. Growing up, I was not aware of the sacrifices my parents made, but knowledge of them now gives me all the reason to be forever grateful for them and everything they make possible. I can never fully repay my parents, but I can do them right by doing the best with all I have got.

Ever since I was a kid, my parents always talk about the hardship they went through to get here. From a house with ten siblings, no electricity, and barely any food, my dad manage to escape poverty and support his family by pursuing his passion in electronics. With his passion, he went to high school without an elementary education and barley passed. Afterwards he went directly into the workforce and continue to educate himself until how he is today.

One of the reasons why my parents decided to come to the United States was so that I and my three siblings could have a better future. Also so we could have more education than my parents had to have a better chance in life and better job opportunities. I admire my parents so much because I have witness every single struggle they have been through trying to give us the best and also because they are humble and strong as a family. That’s one of the reasons why I decided to go to college is because I strive to

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

Everyone as a child has a role model someone that they look up to for advice. This person was my uncle. My uncle was the first person to attend a college. This was the person that embed the idea that I will be following in the footsteps and attend college. My parents at that time did not really push me they were focused on making sure there was food on the table. Also during my middle school year he was the main advocate for me to attend Verbum Dei High School instead of following my cousin and attending Serra High School. He has open my eyes to the injustice in this world.

After comparing my own dad’s story to mine, I don’t want to forget the hard work and

When my mom got the chance for her and her kids to come to American this was a opportunity she could resist. Seeing that poverty in my country is high education was limited for those who couldn't afford it.Education in my country was for the people of wealthy who could afford it .When I came to America when I was 3 , my brothers 6 an 7 and my sister 5. My mom wanted the best for her fours kids seeing that growing up education was limited to her because she couldn't further her education from high school to college cause my grandparents couldn't afford it and also there weren't as many oppurtineties in a third world country. Even though My mom was limited of her education she never gave up on making sure her four kids didn't have to that

As a child, my father taught my siblings and I lessons that had been passed down from generation to generation. It is important for us to always remember the person who lost everything in their life, just for us to succeed in the future. In my case, that’s my father. He went through so much so that I can get to where I am now, a senior about to graduate high school. My father started out with nothing when he was a child and now he’s an owner of 4 coffee farms in Nicaragua and I’m a proud daughter.

One person I personally know that inspires me a lot is my father. My father has always been very involved in my life and had a very positive impact on who I have become. He came to the United States when he was eleven years old with nothing. The English language was foreign to him and everything was being risked. The comfort of being in a place you have been all your life and having friends and family surrounding you was gone. Yet his parents knew this was what was best for him, so they brought him over. Things were not easy for my father and some of my family members either. They all lived crammed up in a one bedroom apartment. However, they were not discouraged. My father fought and fought for what he wanted to achieve. I admire him greatly because of how hard working he is. Everything he has accomplished today was thanks to his amazing work ethic. This is what really makes me want to be like him. If I am able to strive and fight like he did, especially with my studies, I have faith I will achieve all I want.

I was raised in a family that values pride, unselfishness, and hard work. Coming from Mexico, my parents were brought up in a poor, crime-affiliated environment. Underprivileged and destitute, my parents prevailed through manual labor and persistence. They could not attain any other success through education as it was deemed unnecessary. My grandmother did not receive any education and my mother only finished the fifth grade when she realized it was time to find a job and support the family.

“The apple does not fall far from the tree” is an understatement for me. I am proud to say that my parents has contributed vastly to who I am today. Being an only child, people typically believes the child will be spoiled and have independency issues. Not I, despite my parents’ relentless loving tendencies, I was taught how to stand on my two feet. Learning the importance of education was engraved into me at a young age.

It would be easy for my dad to succumb to his circumstances, choose to be inactive, have a negative outlook on life. What is so inspiring about my father is that he did not take this road. Instead he falls into the category with other able-bodied dads: he has an unfortunate choice in calf-length white socks, ancient New Balance sneakers, and a preoccupation with road maps and directions.