Creo en tú.

America, the great.
The land of opportunity.
The land of immigrants.
Why is it that every time anyone hears about a person that lives in the U.S. that wasn't born here, it freaks them out? Well, let me tell you, a lot of my family wasn't born here. They immigrated here so that I could have a better life. So that I could get a good education. So that I could get into a great college. So that I could hopefully make a difference one day. Does that scare you? Maybe it should. I learned one of the most important lessons I've ever learned in my life, today. My grandma was born in Mexico. She immigrated here. At first, she wasn't legal. However, all five of her children were born here, in America.(which I just recently discovered) Her first two kids, she took back to Mexico. One of those two kids was my mom. They lived there until my mom was five, I believe. My grandma decided that she needed to live in the U.S.. Her mom told her she would never be able to make it. My grandma was determined to prove her wrong. My grandma came over to the U.S. illegally for the last time, bringing back her two American children. She worked in the fields under the hot sun, and studied all night. She only got two hours of sleep every night. Every night, before she went to bed, she wrote in a diary. She wrote about her day. When it came to the day of her test, she passed. She passed by a lot. She said it was the proudest day of her life. She said that she was finally someone that her family could be proud of. She told me, that every night, she thinks back, and is thankful that she did it. She always says, she did it for me. For her grandchildren. My grandma isn't, wasn't, and never will be a rich lady. She isn't the stereotypical American. However, she is prouder than any natural born American citizen I have ever met in my life. I am so unbelievably proud to be her granddaughter, and I refuse to let her down. Today after talking on the phone with my grandma for two straight hours, is "That people may say and judge your appearance, and they will always underestimate you. The best thing you can do is prove them wrong and move on." My grandma doesn't usually make sense. Between her broken English, and weird metaphors, but that made perfect sense to me. I also loved how it rhymed. At the very end of our phone call, before I hung up she said, "Mija, creo en tú. Creo en tú."

I never realized how good I actually had it. I have it made. However, I feel like tonight, I grew up. I guess only time will tell. The big question is..does that scare you?


Readers. (Mostly Mr. Thompson) sorry this was kind of all over the place. I figured I had to blog about this. No doubt. My Ismene quote thing will be put up soon, I want to finish the book, cause I think I'll have more to work with, and I need to blog about the debate. So updates coming this weekendd. yee. :)