Within my family and my generation, a big change is overriding myself and my peers. None of my parents finished High School and I will be the first one to graduate from High School and achieve higher education. The transition between countries is one thing but moving schools is a whole different story. Indeed changing schools from U.S. and Mexico is quite a change but even a bigger one for a young adult.

In fifth grade I was studying in an Elementary school at Desert Sands Unified School District in Southern California. Good establishments, very supporting teachers, somewhat decent friends, overall a good school. I would go to Mexico every summer since first grade but this time around it would be very different. I left California and was sent to Culiacan Sinaloa Mexico, where all my family lives. I was struck with the notion that my mother was coming to join me and I wasn’t going back to California. I didn’t feel sad or angry due to the decision, mostly I felt nervous for the coming events in my life. One of them was entering a new school which was not middle school because in Mexico elementary school goes up until sixth grade. Another was getting …show more content…
One of them was the uniforms that everybody had to wear which later I learned kids had to wear them in order to have no distinction between very poor and middle class kids. Another thing that I realized and I came to do myself was think outside the box in order to achieve my goal. Teachers ar not as forgiving as teachers here, they do their best with what they have and they have little. In Mexico I would see, and first hand live the struggles of getting to school and having to buy food. You see, there is no lunch programs that give us free lunch. Many of us including myself had to work to get some extra money to buy food. It is your responsibility to find out how to get to school since schools don’t have