Imagine being born in a rural area with limited resources to help you get ahead in life. You only made it to the seventh grade because you had to drop out of school to help provide for your family.
Now you have a family of your own, and you have to provide for them as well.
What do you do when you know your situation will not improve as long as you stay where you are?
Your only option is to migrate to a country you know nothing about except that you might be able to find a job to provide for your family.
Imagine having to leave everyone you know behind: your mother, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles and even your children.
My dad left Guatemala in 1991 in order to provide for our family. After living in different parts of the U.S. as a migrant worker, he eventually settled in Siler City to work in the local poultry plant.
My mother and I came when I was 6 years old.
We came because to survive in a poverty-stricken country you must either be born into a wealthy or educated family.
We didn’t come because we wanted to; rather, poverty and the lack of resources we faced in Guatemala forced us to come.