1. My Journey as an Immigrant
Even though there were harsh moments in my childhood I was happy to live in Mexico. ... We were instructed to take our shoes and our pants off. ... When I arrived at the other edge, I heard my mother tell the man that was leading us, the coyote, to take my shoes. This man did take my shoes just like my mother had asked him and then thru them back into the river. ... She took her shoes of and gave them to me, but this was no help they were too big for my feet and they only slowed us down. ...
- Word Count: 1987
- Approx Pages: 8
- Has Bibliography
- Grade Level: High School