I want Unforgettable Good Memories Christmas means the whole family being together red and green decorations visiting friends saying ‘Happy Christmas’ to all. * Decorating the house with lights. Shopping for new clothing to welcome the New Year. Decorating the house. Making bread with chicken to share with friends and family. * In my new... Continue Reading →
The Food is Special at Christmas Christmas colors are red and great But I prefer purple, gold, and blue. * The food is special and very important. Chicken and turkey tamales Special Sandwiches Potato salad Rice with vegetables Many deserts Many beverages Fruit * Visiting the family is important and very special. Visiting the church... Continue Reading →
Christmas Means… Tamales Friends and family The birth of Jesus Decorating the Christmas tree Greeting friends and family. * My dreams are for my children To live in this country safe without fear. I pray for blessings from Jesus Christ. Mother 12-1-15 My Favorite Christmas
I Left Without Anything Enough! I go! I left without anything. I left my country. All the violence. There is no security. So much evil covers the land where I was born. I seek a safer place for my daughter. Where she can live without fear without death threats. Where she can attend school safely.... Continue Reading →
The Angels Protect Me Enough! I go! Sad. But with the angels who protect me. Sad. Leaving my roots. Leaving my family. But It comforts me to give my daughter a better life. I have faith in God They will not be able to beat me. Mother... Continue Reading →
Our Lives Were in Danger Enough! I left with my children. Our lives were in danger. I trust God will protect us. Mother 8-26-15 Ya Me Voy!
We left quickly from my country El Salvador. My only escape is the U.S. with my son. It is better to die Fighting Than to die doomed. Condemned by the gangs. People in my country told me “The trip is dangerous . . .” But we made the trip. God never fails. I have to... Continue Reading →
I was glad to leave home I had gone through some very ugly things. God helped me to leave. It is incredible: I left. I am here. So ends my story. Mother 7-29-15 Letters Home