Rosa Lopez - Dreams come true
In my time it was so difficult to have a doll, that my dad had to use pieces of wood to make us dolls, those were the kind of toys we had. My dad also built little wooden cars for my brothers, they used to tie a string to them and run, and I was always running behind them playing.
The last day was very sad because you know that is going to be the last night that you are going to be with your family, because after that night it’s not ever going to be the same.
You leave your family behind, especially my daughter, my parents, that was the most painful thing of all.
It was not easy, but it wasn’t impossible either, so here we are. Pretty much from the first day I heard these stories about the United States, then I decided that one day I would come to the United States. And that’s how it was. Here, my cousin told me, you have to wake up very early, If you can, you grab a coffee, if not, you don’t get coffee, that’s what it is… Then, I began to understand that this was not as nice as everybody told me before. That was the first day, but after living here for a while, I started to make money, and then I liked it.
Now I have a small business, trying to make it successful. I also clean houses when I am not working here. This was one of my dreams when I was living in my country, owning something, having something I could say: It’s mine. I think I found the best life in this country, partly because of the economy, I can help my parents, help my family get ahead, because one is the livelihood provider.Return to Other Stories of the American Dream