Hard Life In Mexico

One day I remember that my dad told me a story of how hard life was in Mexico.There is hardly any work and people have very little to eat.I was about 13 when he told me that story.I was very interested in the story and he saw that was getting a little upset.Then he told me how he came here so he can start a family so they can have a better life.He told me he wanted to see me do things with my life and how he wanted me to graduate from school that he didn't have the opportunity for.That story was stuck in my head just thinking of how hard it must be for some people in mexico and how some little kids don't have much to eat.When my dad said that he came here for my brother,sister, and me I knew that I had to make him proud.That is when I started