My sole motivation to
come to the US from Mexico was to have a better life for my children, thinking
about their education and economic needs. So I came to the US looking for the
Land of Opportunity!
I got to the border with
the hope of being able to cross with my 2 children, ages 3 and 6. The person helping
us cross promised me that we were all going to cross together but as soon as we
got to Tijuana, Mexico, they separated me from my children.
I didn't know what
was going on or where they were taking them. I was in great distress
thinking I was never going to see them again. I was only able to talk to them
by phone. I found out one of my children
was sick and they both had gotten detained by authorities while trying to
cross.
On their second attempt
to enter, they separated my children from each other. My 3 year old managed to
cross first and he got to the US safely, but I still didn't hear anything
from my 6 year old son. At that point, all I knew was that one child was
in the US and one in Mexico. I waited in agony until I knew my other
son arrived in the US.
So my time came to
cross. The “coyotes” stuffed me in the trunk of a car with 2 other women. It
was scorching hot and they told us to hold our breath as long as we could to
not set off the immigration radar. I was scared and anxious the whole
time.
My children and I
finally reunited in the US. It was a traumatic event for my children that
scarred them for months. We all remember this experience as so traumatic.
Now, my children are
making the most of their education here in the US and they strive to achieve their goals.
We have hope that one
day all the hardship we went through will be worth it, when we get to be
citizens of the United States.
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