M Miguel Monologue

I lived in a house on Oliver Street ever since I was little, a lot of things happened in the house. It’s a pretty decent area where grew up. I grew with a big family people judged us because we were Mexican and we would play soccer a lot and that we wouldn't be anything in this world but selling tacos and tortillas. I'm Miguel, my family struggled to get money for us, I had one older brother and 3 younger sisters I was somewhat the middle child I am fifteen. Meaning I got blamed for everything. Which really sucks, the house we lived in was small and elegant but to others “UGLY” but I always thought it was amazing.

I didn't really understand why my parents struggled they would work day and night. I missed them I would go outside and play soccer
Once he dropped them off at their daycare he would walk to his school, as he gets to school two bullies approach him and make fun of him because of his color. Miguel ignores it but deep down he is really sad.

As I walk into my first class which is science, people are laughing at me saying “I’m Miguel I eat tacos every day because I’m Mexican”, deep down I’m in pain I really hate when they say ignorant stuff to me. Miguel continues to do his work for science and turns it in and goes on to his next classes. He had a tough day he is ready to leave but he stays for his club called “Human affairs” he loves politics and talking about things that happen in the world till today. After Miguel is done he goes and picks up his 3 younger sisters and goes on with the day.
When Miguel gets home and eats what his mom has cooked which was chicken and rice, Miguel goes to the room and finishes his homework. He finished his work and gets ready for the next day, as he is laying down to go to sleep he hears his parents talking about “Moving to a better place”. He starts to worry because Miguel loves his