I
can still remember the sound of the sprinkler pipes - shoo shoo shoo
- it was early morning and I arrived in Idaho from Zacatecas, MX in
the back of my uncle's pick up truck at the age of 5. It was 1972
and we had no running water in the red box car we called a home. I
remember getting on a yellow bus and seeing a bunch of freckled faces
with red hair that looked almost alien. I did not speak a word of
English but I was excited to go to school. We stayed in the box car
for long time until my father saved enough money for our own place.
My
mom had four more children all girls who are now incredible women.
We all graduated from high school, four of us from college. We have
run state and federal programs and provided assistance to many. Today,
that box car could fit inside any one of our homes.
Now,
I am an advocate in my community because I am not afraid to speak
of the worth of my people. I am an American, the product of the American
dream.
Sonia
Rodriguez
Blackfoot, Idaho
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I am very impressed with your story. Certainly you family's story
is one of the few that have been a success in this immigration page.
I would like to know what happened to the rest of the people you
left behind in Zacatecas. Do you have news from them? Do you miss
them? Is there anything you long for? What is your feeling toward
Mexico now? Let me tell you that most of the people that decided
to stay in this country feel very proud for what you and your family
have done. I hope that not very long from today, we the people will
be able to travel, work, live, vacation and grow our families wherever
we feel more secure and stop this stupidity of dividing families.
Gonzalo
Guadalajara, Mexico
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That's
a nice story. It's so touching....
I'm glad you and your sisters are successes in life.
Lovette
Gaithersburg, MD
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