My Story

I was born in a very small town called El Rodeo, in one of the most beautiful countries of the world, Guatemala. I was raised by my grandparents, Carlos and Otilia. Because of financial circumstances, my mother had to leave the town, so when I was exactly one year old she moved firs to Mexico and then to California. At first we lived in a small house but after some years, we were able to build a new house, so now we had more room for all the kids. In my house, there were 17 grand kids and my two grandparents. Yeah I know! So many kids but if was so fun to be with them. I was the youngest girl out of all of them so they really took good care of me.
I can say that I was very spoil while I was in Guatemala. My family really loved me and my cousins were always looking up for me. There were so many adventures and experiences that I lived while I was there. Sometimes I start thinking about how much I miss being backed there because of the crazy things that I used to do. So while growing up I didn’t have many girl friends. For some reason they just did not like me. I had more boy friends than anybody else in town. I guess that was one of the reasons why the girls didn’t like me.
When I was in school I participated in so many things, so people really knew who I was. I once was the Queen of INEBOA. INEBOA was the school that I used to go to before I moved to the USA. Because I was the Queen of INEBOA, I had to participate in the beauty pageant for my town. So I decided that I would do it. Oh what an experienced it was to be part of the Beauty Pageant of my town. I did not win the crown but I did win so many friendships and more experiences. In January 2002 I received a letter from my mother with a plane ticket inside. I was shocked because I did not see myself coming to the United States.
At first I was upset that my mother didn’t consult with me about moving to a different country, but the days passed by so I had to accept that I had to leave everything behind and start a new life. In February 27 I flew into the Newark airport. Finally I was in the great United States, but it was not as how I expected to be. I needed to start learning English, and start going to school again with people that I did not know and who were from different countries that I didn’t even heard about it.
Learning English was a challenge which is something that I am still trying to improve (as you can tell), but that was not the only challenge that I had, now I had to start making new friends and start really practicing what I had learned in the past from my grandmother and the church. So I did, I decided that I did believe what they had taught me and I decided to keep going to church which now is a big part of my life.
So now there are so many things that I have achieve and I know that if I would of not making the decision of using that plane ticket and come to this country, my status/situation would have been completely different from what it is right now. So I am grateful for what I did in the past and what I have become because of it.