Personal Narrative: My Life In Mexico

For my first 15 years of life, I grew up in the city of Reynosa, Tamaulipas, located in Mexico. My life there was normal, I went to school, assisted to church on Sundays, visited my grandma, had friends and most of my family with me. But as soon as I grew up, I realized that not everything was simple, I had to enter to a competition between me and the others, as there are few spots and a lot of participants. Life in Mexico is always competitive, because you are born with a set of skills, and depending on your social position, that is the difficulty on which you will have to work to succeed in life. For me, doing all my homework, participate in class, and give always an extra over all my work became my daily routine. One of the major conflicts …show more content…
I don’t blame the criminal groups for that, because they didn’t have that type of influence on me, but they did affect me on the trajectory and my own future. Around the beginning of 2012, the crime rate in my hometown increased at an exponential rate, due to its position within the frontier and its commercial facilities with the exterior. That is when my dad, a naturalized citizen, decided that it was the best for us to move to the United States, thus avoiding the many dangers that were arising at that time, but the process wasn’t going to be either economical nor immediate, so we had to wait more than a year. When my residence arrived, I was only 15 years old, and a whole new wave of challenges was coming towards me. First, I had to start from the bottom, as I had no friends in my new high school, the language was one obstacle, that if not hard, it went through a lengthy process to learn as English was not my native language, and I barely had my first encounter of talking purely in English. But as my dad says, “there is nothing hard if you put the enough effort”, and that mentality has been around me throughout all these