Once upon a time there was a little boy about 8 years old who lived in Brazil. Him and his mother had been living in poverty in Brazil for their whole lives and were always unsatisfied. They craved a better live and a brighter future for the child. He was an amazing soccor player and had played with his friends ever since he learned how to walk. Of course since he lived in the poverty stricken part of Brazil he never had the right gear, sneakers or a proper field to play on. When his mother got divorced from her husband she realized enough was enough and she wanted to move to America. She told her son "pack your bags, were moving to the USA". He didnt know how to feel about this. Moving to a new country seemed intimidating and scary for a boy of his age. He would be leaving behind his entire family of aunts, uncles, grandparents and cousins. He would also be leaving behind all his friends who he grew up with and shared deep bonds. Lastly he relized he would be leaving behind his culture, his language and his traditions. He didnt want to dwell on the negatives but it was hard not to be upset about the changes to come.
Once they arived in America they went to their new apartment in Miami that his mother had put a year lease on. It wasnt in a nice area but it was cheap enough that his mother could pay rent for a few months with her savings from Brazil. He enrolled in school and started in the third grade. It was hard to transition into an American school because the teacher spoke english and they were teaching different sections then he had learned in Brazil. Luckily the boy was friendly so he made friends with the other Brazilians at school and created his clique.
His mother had a hard time finding decent work in Miami because she was uneducated and had been a houswife her whole life. No one wanted to hire her because of her lack of experience and because she couldnt speak english. Luckily she found a job cleaning dirty hotel rooms once the guests checked out. Also she had to get paid under the table because she didnt have her papers yet. She applied for citizenship but we all know that the government has so many applications that it takes about 10 to 15 years for it to be awarded. This was a hard for the mother because she desperately wanted to move out of her crappy ghetto apartment and start living the life she dreamed of. She started to wonder was it even worth it to come here? Working like a slave and making just enough to get by. Then she realized that she did it for her son. She realized she had to stop being so selfish and start caring for her pide and joy in life.
Her son joined the soccor team at school and became even better than he was in Brazil. He was so talented he went on to play in highschool and then in college at FIU. While playing in college he got scouted and went pro. He finally found something he loved about America and that is the oportunities its holds for everyone no matter how poor, uneducated, smart, talented or different the person may be. He made a ton of money in his career and bought a giant mansion on south beach for himself and one next door for his mother. She cried tears of joy when she saw it because she finally knew she made the right decison coming to this country. They lived like royalty for the rest of their lives and enjoyed all the finer things in life. But always keeping humble and never forgettting their past and what it took to make it big in this world. The end.
Once upon a time there was a young boy about 8 years old who lived in Brazil. Him and his mother had been living in poverty their entire lives and were always unsatisfied. His mother craved a better live and a brighter future for her son. He was an amazing soccor player and had played with his friends ever since he learned how to walk. Of course since he lived in the poverty stricken part of Brazil he never had the right gear, sneakers or a proper field to play on. When his mother got divorced from her husband she realized enough was enough and she wanted to move to America. She told her son "pack your bags, were moving to the USA". He didnt know how to feel about this. Moving to a new country seemed intimidating and scary for a boy his age. He would be leaving behind his entire family of aunts, uncles, grandparents and cousins. He would also be leaving behind all his friends who he grew up with and shared deeply rooted bonds with. Lastly he relized he would be leaving behind his culture, his language and his traditions. He didnt want to dwell on the negatives but it was hard not to be upset about the changes to come.
Once they arived in America they went to their new apartment in Miami that his mother had put a year lease on. It wasnt in a nice area but it was cheap enough that his mother could pay rent for a few months with her savings from Brazil. He enrolled in school and started in the third grade. It was hard to transition into an American school because the teacher spoke english instead of Portuguese and they were teaching different sections then he had learned in Brazil. Luckily the boy was friendly so he made friends with the other Brazilians at school and created his clique.
His mother had a hard time finding decent work in Miami because she was uneducated and had been a housewife her whole life. No one wanted to hire her because of her lack of experience and because she couldnt speak english. Luckily she found a job cleaning dirty hotel rooms once the guests checked out. Also she had to get paid under the table because she didnt have her papers yet. She applied for citizenship but we all know that the government has so many applications that it takes about 10 to 15 years for it to be awarded. This was a hard for the mother because she desperately wanted to move out of her crappy ghetto apartment and start living the life she dreamed of. She started to wonder was it even worth it to come here? Working like a slave and making just enough to get by. Then she realized that she did it for her son. She realized she had to stop being so selfish and start caring for the only person who mattered to her.
Her son joined the soccor team at school and became even better than he was in Brazil. He was so talented he went on to play in highschool and then in college at FIU. While playing in college he got scouted and went pro. He finally found something he loved about America and it is the oportunities its holds for everyone no matter how poor, uneducated, smart, talented or different the person may be. He made a ton of money in his career and bought a giant mansion on South Beach for himself and one next door for his mother. She cried tears of joy when she saw it because she finally knew she made the right decison coming to this country. They lived like royalty for the rest of their lives and enjoyed all the finer things in life. But they always keept humble and never forgot their past and what it took to make it in this world. The end.
