Josseline is a 14 year old girl who is from El Salvador. Her mother is an illegal immigrant in the United States, were she works in Los Angeles. Working at a low wage job, it took her some couple of years to save up money to send for Josseline and her 10 year old boy. She paid a coyote about couple thousand dollars to bring them up all the way from El Salvador, through Mexico, into Arizona and out to L.A. However, troubled happened in the Southern Arizona, after they had crossed over the border, immigrants had to walk through a very rough terrain called the Tumacacori wilderness.
At six years of age, I broke and trained my first horse. I have trained two world champion Racking Horses and several state champions. Their smooth ride will spoil even dedicated western cowboys. Other duties I had on the farm included working cattle. This job also allowed me to train local champion cutting and roping horses.
My story takes place in Santa Fe, New Mexico. A 21 year old girl, with long brunette hair with a lean tannish body to her is moving with her family to help her mom and her dad run a ranch. At the time her family was moving, Sophia was healing from a heartbreak. Her fiance and her have been engaged for year and a half. When the wedding day come around her fiance left her at the altar, and he left the country.
So the last horse slaughterhouse was closed in 2007 and horse sellers must agree not to sell wild horses for meat or death. Ms. Walker a woman that lives near the bureau sees these horses roaming so she buys some and trains them but she says she’d rather have the horses free then live with me
in the 90’s as a legal resident because my uncle had become a citizen and was able to make both my maternal grandparents legal residents. Although my maternal grandmother had the proper legal documentation to enter the U.S., she stayed in Mexico because she was pregnant and raising the rest of her children. Years later, my uncle wanted to bring my grandmother and her youngest daughter, or my aunt, into the U.S. so they could be reunited with my grandfather but the youngest was not documented. My uncle was going to hire a “coyote” to smuggle her in but my grandparents denied it because they did not trust the “coyote” considering their daughter was barely a preteen. My uncle made the executive decision to smuggle her in himself.
Judie, or as I call her Oklahoma Granny is my mom 's mom. She grew up in Dallas and got married to my Papa Mackey in high school. She never went to college. They adopted two kids during their marriage, my mom (the oldest) and Corey. They were married for eighteen years and got divorced in 1980, my mom was in the fourth grade.
Her plea bargain had some unforeseen consequences, Stewart cannot apply for food stamps or seek federal grant money for education. When it comes to voting Stewart cannot vote until her 10 -year probation is finished, and must wait an addition two years for it to take effect. Moreover, she was evicted from her public housing for not being able to keep
Scout is now forty six and living in Colorado, she’s a grammar school teacher and a mother of two. She’s been married for 19 years with Henry Stub, a pediatrician. Living in a country style community she learns to ride horses and raise farm animals. Her two daughters Amilia and Catrina would help in the farm all the time as children but now they are grown with their own lives. Now it’s just the two of them, Scout and Henry and their farm animals.
When I was a Sophomore in High School my dad had been out of work for a couple and was forced to take a job in Odessa, TX , so he promptly moved to Texas to start his new job. My mother and I had to stay in California so I could finish high school and so she could take care of her parents. From then on, I was only really able to see my dad for a week every month or two and we were unable to keep the strong connection we had before. So as I started my college search I looked into colleges in Texas so I could live closer to him, and that is when I first came across Rice University. I knew with my high school grades I would not have been accepted, so I decided I would perform as well as possible at my State School and hope I could gain an
The trauma of the crime and the insinuation that she had asked for the attack, deeply discouraged Diane leaving her with a sense of disappointment in the Justice System and a drive to pursue her education in criminal justice hoping to make a difference. She changed her studies from business to criminal justice, graduating in spring of 1984 with an associate degree in Criminal Justice. She began her police officer career at Lenoir Police Department upon graduation. It was a short lived career of one and half years, as she began her family and decided that law enforcement was not the path she wanted to
Five years ago, my mom broke her leg, which left greatly impacted her. My mother does not have her license because she’s sixty-two years old and is afraid to drive. Back in Mexico, our hometown, cars were rare, people would commute by walking or through horses. Needless to say, my mother struggles to find a job because of her lack of English and transportation. My senior year of school, I had to take action my self, and
My mother also had a stroke which left me with my duties on the farm and my responsibility to help her recover. Once my mom recovered enough that I could continue my schooling, I managed to enter my senior year of high school. This lead into the final stage of my journey to Cornell. During the fall of my senior year of high school, I sent out an application to Bates College for their undergraduate program in Biochemistry. For reasons unknown to me, they denied my application.