My Dad's Story
I'm from Colotlan, Jalisco Mexico. I'm one of the oldest of 9 children. We live in a farm all I know is farm life and work with my hands. I know if I work hard salgo adelante. My home life is my mother is a house wife my father un hombre del campo. Seeing my father mistreat my mother was part of life in this family but yet she stayed, for her children she always said....
When I was 21 yrs. old I met a beautiful sun kissed Mexican woman, which was economically better off than I was. Still she seemed intrested and as in love as I was with her. As we wed with just the witnesses and us two in the alter, I think about my future of how I was supposed to support my family? I have been to El Norte before but I didn't know what Irma thinks about the situation, risks and outcomes of our move. As I ask myself, Is she willing to walk that hot desert like I did for 2 whole endless days?, or sleep under a abandon bus like I did the year before?, Or risk of getting stung or bit by those deadly scorpions or snakes? All these things run through my mind now and to think a couple years back I crossed the frontera sin pensarlo dos veses. My goal was just to work and bring back money to Mom. Now this trip will be for a longer time and for far more important reasons.
As this month passes I see little progress in bringing home money to support my wife and I. Not only is this stressful but if defines me am I strong enough to hold my family together? Am I going to be able to provide for my family once we decide to add a baby to our family? My only option is what I was thinking about a month ago, "Vamonos al Norte!" was all I can hear my concience answer back....
Los Tigres Del Norte- "Jaula De Oro"
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Los Tigres Del Norte- "Jaula De Oro"
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