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  • Who am I? I would like to know as well as you all. Facts about myself: that I do know. I know where I was born, in a town in Mexico; a place I cannot remember; a place I didn’t even live in because after I was born we left to an even smaller town, if that’s what you want to call it. When I looked for it on Google Earth I saw that it doesn’t even have a hospital, only a tiny elementary and middle school. There I only lived 2 years then we moved to the US, “the country of opportunities.”

    I know who my parents and family are, wonderful loving people to which I owe a lot. I have had a happy life around them all. They have taught me a lot; they have taught me the real values of life and the true meaning of success. They taught me success isn’t just about money it’s about waking up each morning and being happy for being where you are.

    Neither of my parents graduated high school. I will be the first since I have two younger sisters, and they are the reason why I always try my best in school. My parents taught me to have good grades because that would take me places. When I didn’t get the best grades I could, they would say “Echale ganas mija no quieres terminar como nosotros que nos sudamos el lomo para darles lo que necesitan.” They wanted me to work hard to not end up like them. They come home tired and sweaty from the long hard hours at work. And for them, I will succeed even though it’s hard to go somewhere because I am not a U.S. citizen. But I will get somewhere and I will try to be someone in life. For them, in gratitude of everything they have done for me. Someday, I want to own my own business and become a leader. I know that will make my parents proud. They always told me, “Suena grande y seras grande.” Dream big and I would become big.

    People think that I don’t have the life of a “normal” teenager because I have never skipped a class or gone against the will of my parents. But you know what I think about those people? They are just jealous because they know that someday I’ll be someone, that some day I’ll be prosperous. I don’t have many friends but it is because I try to stay away from the wrong crowd. I want to keep going in the right path. I may not be a big party person right now, but I have many years to come and I don’t plan on giving up for a few hours of fun because, after I am done, I’ll have the time and money to have healthy fun without having to mess up my future. So do I mind not having the life of a “normal” teenager? No I don’t. Because the things I do now during this time is what will determine my future.

    All these things have giving me stepping stones to finding out who I am and right now I know that I am ambitious. I know I want to own a business and I know I want to go to college and become someone big. I want to go far because I am a dreamer. Someone who dreams about the greater future, who dreams about being successful. I am a dreamer because I see the people around me and I dream that everyone wishes that they too will be big someday. Even the people others think that don’t care about their future, I see them and I see that, deep inside, they have a wish just like anyone else.

    I may not know who I really am as a whole, but I know some bits and pieces: I am a dreamer, ambitious, passionate, shy, happy, silly, and sometimes very awkward, and even if some people don’t like the way I am it’s okay because I’ve grown accustomed to the fact that there are a lot of people like that, and I’ve also grown to like the way I am. I can’t change for the pleasure of others. I have to accept myself for the way I am. I’d say who I am but I need to find out who that is first...
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