“Fate, do your work. We human being don’t control our own destinies. What is fated to happen must happen. So let it happen!” Olivia p. 59
We humans don’t have control of are own destinies things happen in are life that we cant control. Sometimes we do like if we know something’s going to happen if we do that then we can stop it from happening if we wanted to. But even still we don’t care we still risk it just to see what’s going to happen. Things happen in your life for a reason sometimes its for the good and sometimes its for the bad but we cant do nothing about it. Fate is what’s going to happen later in our lives sometimes we can choose to make it good and be happy with it or we can make it bad and just live our lives horrible. But fate just happens sometimes or we can change it earlier in life and make it better so we can be happier in life. So what ever you decide just let it happen and deal with it and just make the best out of it you get what you get in life and you can’t do none about it unless you plan on before and start making your life good for later in life. Just deal with it
Showing posts with label Juan. Show all posts
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Friday, December 10, 2010
Narrative
“Why wont you do what you need to do mijo?” I didn’t answer my moms questions anymore just didn’t care what she had to say didn’t listen anymore doing what I wanted do. Doing my own thing always partying 24 – 7 not worrying about nothing I was having fun always smoking coming home high my mom would see me but that didn’t stop me doing what I was doing. Robbing stores getting high fighting picking up new charges mostly every week. Getting more and more trouble by the day.
The day finally came I got in to much trouble my mom said I cant handle you no more. We talked we decided together send me away for a while not knowing when I was going to come back. The next day my mom bought me a ticket for this guy to drive me to Morelos Mexico. A little while latter I packed my things together clothes everything I could take not to much cause they charge for every pound that it weighs. I said by to my family and my mom same time showing her the new tattoo that I had barley got I left.
We started are way to Mexico me and all these old Mexicans going to Mexico to finish the rest of there lives and I was going to start my new life. It took 3 long days and nights to get there not stopping only to get gas and food to use the bathroom to nothing else. Sleeping on ugly nasty smelly people it was disgusting in that van the whole way there it smelled like someone was farting and I think it was the old man next to me.
I had finally got to Mexico a part of Mexico that I had never been to it was my fist time in that part I been to Mexico before but this part was ugly and weird different than any other place I had been. I got there with this guy José that I had barley known still confused about him not knowing what to think what to do.
I started my new life in Mexico that day in Mexico no one helped me everything was all up to me. I had to take care of my own had to work for my own money had to work for things I needed. I needed a phone so I had to buy me one had to pay for every minute I used. For the first time of my life I really had to take care of myself it was harder than I thought it was going to be
Working in Mexico was so hard working in U.S. is nothing compared to Mexico. First job that I had over there was planting corn in the hot sun every day from morning working while the sun came up to when the sun fell making holes in the soil throwing a couple kernels in every whole closing them up no machinery all by hand. That was my new life it was a start but I started to move up after all that hard work I got a side job on the weekends. Now I was working with cement laying down cement for houses is what I was doing had to mix all the cement with shovels no machinery all by hand. It was the hardest jobs I ever had.
After 4 months I was finally going to leave Mexico and go home. I packed all my things and all my stuff and finally bought my self a ticket and by the next morning I was on the bus by 6 leaving. I went towards the border all by my self taking a couple different buses to get me to one spot it took me 3 days. I thought I had got lost a couple times or taken the wrong bus. I was right I had took all the right buses and finally got there to the border. I saw my mom for the first time in Nogales Mexico and we both crossed together and ate McDonalds. After that I rode again to salt lake. I was finally home.
The day finally came I got in to much trouble my mom said I cant handle you no more. We talked we decided together send me away for a while not knowing when I was going to come back. The next day my mom bought me a ticket for this guy to drive me to Morelos Mexico. A little while latter I packed my things together clothes everything I could take not to much cause they charge for every pound that it weighs. I said by to my family and my mom same time showing her the new tattoo that I had barley got I left.
We started are way to Mexico me and all these old Mexicans going to Mexico to finish the rest of there lives and I was going to start my new life. It took 3 long days and nights to get there not stopping only to get gas and food to use the bathroom to nothing else. Sleeping on ugly nasty smelly people it was disgusting in that van the whole way there it smelled like someone was farting and I think it was the old man next to me.
I had finally got to Mexico a part of Mexico that I had never been to it was my fist time in that part I been to Mexico before but this part was ugly and weird different than any other place I had been. I got there with this guy José that I had barley known still confused about him not knowing what to think what to do.
I started my new life in Mexico that day in Mexico no one helped me everything was all up to me. I had to take care of my own had to work for my own money had to work for things I needed. I needed a phone so I had to buy me one had to pay for every minute I used. For the first time of my life I really had to take care of myself it was harder than I thought it was going to be
Working in Mexico was so hard working in U.S. is nothing compared to Mexico. First job that I had over there was planting corn in the hot sun every day from morning working while the sun came up to when the sun fell making holes in the soil throwing a couple kernels in every whole closing them up no machinery all by hand. That was my new life it was a start but I started to move up after all that hard work I got a side job on the weekends. Now I was working with cement laying down cement for houses is what I was doing had to mix all the cement with shovels no machinery all by hand. It was the hardest jobs I ever had.
After 4 months I was finally going to leave Mexico and go home. I packed all my things and all my stuff and finally bought my self a ticket and by the next morning I was on the bus by 6 leaving. I went towards the border all by my self taking a couple different buses to get me to one spot it took me 3 days. I thought I had got lost a couple times or taken the wrong bus. I was right I had took all the right buses and finally got there to the border. I saw my mom for the first time in Nogales Mexico and we both crossed together and ate McDonalds. After that I rode again to salt lake. I was finally home.
Friday, October 29, 2010
My Last Words
My lasts words to my mom would be
that I will never forget her. That my life without her would be dumb and boring. I wouldn’t want any other mom but her cause she’s the only one that makes me happy she the only one that can make me smile the one that was always there when I needed her she never left me even thou I would do her wrong. She was still always there even thou I would mess up and make her feel bad and sad and even make her cry. I would give her a hug and say im sorry.
My lasts words to my sister would be
that I had fun with her always doing dumb stuff and even thou we always messed up and got in trouble that it was all fun and I wouldn’t have are time together any other way and that im gonna miss her a lot. I would tell her to not mess up no more to stay straight and that she needs to take care of my little brother and my mom and to help her so she’s alright to do good in life and not mess up as bad as me.
that I will never forget her. That my life without her would be dumb and boring. I wouldn’t want any other mom but her cause she’s the only one that makes me happy she the only one that can make me smile the one that was always there when I needed her she never left me even thou I would do her wrong. She was still always there even thou I would mess up and make her feel bad and sad and even make her cry. I would give her a hug and say im sorry.
My lasts words to my sister would be
that I had fun with her always doing dumb stuff and even thou we always messed up and got in trouble that it was all fun and I wouldn’t have are time together any other way and that im gonna miss her a lot. I would tell her to not mess up no more to stay straight and that she needs to take care of my little brother and my mom and to help her so she’s alright to do good in life and not mess up as bad as me.
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