Personal Narrative: Moving To The United States

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Growing up in a different country can be quite challenging once you relocate to a different country. For me, coming to the United States was completely different and new. I was born here in Salinas, California but both raised here and in Mexico. At the age of one, I didn’t really know what went on with the world or just life itself, so I had no idea how different the U.S was from Mexico until I grew older. After I was born, my family and I went to live in Mexico to continue our life there. My hardworking parents always wanted my sister and I to have the best in anything. They worked hard to give us what we needed in order to have a decent life. Even though my parents were not born here in the U.S. they didn’t have to go through what most people …show more content…

Going to school was probably one of my favorite things to do besides playing doll with my older sister. My sister went to preschool and kinder in Mexico, but once I was going to start kinder my family decided to move back to California. Through all of my elementary years, I would spend half school year here in Salinas and the other half over there in Michoacán. We would go back and forth because my dad’s work was only in certain seasons. When I was about 10 years old my family decided to officially move and stay in Salinas. I was still young at age, so everything was a really big change for me. One of the biggest changes was in my education, going to an all-English elementary school. Being a native Spanish speaker, totally new to the English language was quite a challenge. What no one really saw was the struggles that came along with my education, both in Mexico and here in the U.S. The education system in Mexico was totally different to the one here in California, and to this day they’re still not similar to one another. Growing up in these two different places, trying to adapt to a different culture really made going to school somewhat a different experience than others, since I went to school in two different

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