Personal Essay: My Pursuit Of The American Dream

The journey in which my family and I embarked on more than 15 years ago, didn't stop when we reached the beautiful New York, it has been a difficult and constant journey that brings us closer to our end goal---to fulfill our American Dream. But, just what is the American Dream? The American Dream to me is, being able to accomplish what your parents couldn't, ensuring that your children have a better life than you did... perhaps a house of your own, a car, a stable job, economic stability, and giving back to all those who helped you get to where you are. Everyone has their own definition of the American dream, but the basic goal is to have a better life. My mother was a single mom when she met my dad (He's my stepdad, but he's raised me for as long as I

After I was born she worked two jobs. She told me I went to work with her and how hard it was to live in Mexico. I was constantly getting sick, at one point I almost died of a fever and my mom had very little money, there were periods in time where she spent her week's salary on medicine and food for me, she often went hungry, but she did it all for me. She sacrificed so much for me, when she got pregnant, a lot of people stopped talking to her and people ridiculed her frequently due to the fact that she got pregnant at a young age. My grandfather, her own dad, stopped talking to her and said he wanted nothing to do with her or me. My father courted her for about a year, they got married, we lived together for about six months and then they moved to New York. My father is someone who I admire very much, he was abandoned by his father at a young age and had a very difficult life because he was always working hard in order to achieve what he wanted. He went into the military, the Mexican Air Force to be