Showing posts with label Maria. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Maria. Show all posts

Friday, February 5, 2010

What 's Happening to My Town?



Cd Juarez Chihuahua, Mexico

I grew up in a small town name Ciudad Juarez Chihuahua, Mexico. When I was little we always played outside. All the people sat on the porch until midnight; sometimes we played music and danced outside my house almost every weekend. My friend's mom SeƱora Chole cooked outside and made good food to sell like (gorditas, enchiladas and tacos.)

Cd Juarez, Mx is across the border from El Paso, TX. Always my town was so quiet and a safe place to live. The streets were full of the same people that I know. It was so fun when we got all together and played football, soccer, and played music. Sometimes we threw parties at different friends houses. That was a good time. I wish that can happen at this time, but now is completely different. I know that now there is a lot of criminals. Now you can not sit outside your house because there are a lot of bad people and they came to rob you, or they attract you, or even kill you. Even in the morning they don't care.

Sometimes 10 to 20 people have been killed per day. I think is because there are lot of people from different countries or from South America. And it's a lot of drug dealers that they killed people just to have fun. Sometimes I didn't want to go there to visit my family because I'm afraid that criminals rob us or even do something bad to my family.

I wish the Mexican government can do something good for my country and take all the bad people and put them in prison. I wish Cd Juarez Chihuahua, Mx. could be a nice place to live, just like when I was young. That way all the people can be happy and safe.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Dear Greg Mortenson

I see you was talking about humanity , racism and kids.
The humanity is what people can give to another.
Like you gave to all the people in Korphe.
The school is a place where all the people can learn.
You heart is full of humanity.
You also found out the racisim from the
people in the USA. They did bad things like put the trash can
over his head and slapped it because he came from Africa.
You always help the kids to teach them in math.
When they were sick he geve medicine. You took good
of them.
I think You are a very nice person . I want to tell you
thank you for sharing this wonderful story with all
the people , and you experience.

Friday, April 10, 2009

The 4th of July that I Remember the Most


The 4th of July I remember the most is in the year 1986. That day at 5:00 p.m. on the 4th of July was so important because that day I got married. I remember we had a party outside my house on the street. Everybody in the neighborhood went to the dinner. We played music, and danced, and had fun. That day was also my birthday. So every 4th of July my family and I celebrate because it is my birthday and my anniversary and also my birthday. So that 4th of July is memorable to me.