Sep 6, 2010
The word migration can have a very different meaning to each individual. In the dictionary it is defined as the movement of people from one country or locality to another. I now see the word with such a deeper meaning no only is it the group of people moving, but in fact how they moved and the struggles they had to go through. Before I sat down with both of my parent and asked them about my “roots” I had no idea how difficult migration from Mexico to the US was for both of my parents families. I never took the time to listen to little details on how exactly they ended up in this country. After I took the time to listen to my elder relatives and parents talk about how they use to live their lives and how they do now I greatly appreciate everything they have done.
My roots originate from the countries of France, Spain, and Mexico. My Great-grandmother Susana Covion from my Grandmother Aleja Aguilar Covion’s side, was born in France till she was about eighteen then moved to a small town called El palmar in the state of Jalisco, Mexico. My Great-Grandfather Francisco Aguilar from my Grandmothers side, was born and raised in El Palmar, Jalisco. As for my Grandfathers Salvador Pelayo Garcia his Mother Rosalia Garcia was also, born and raised in El Palmar. Whereas my Great Grandfather Gorgonia Pelayo was born in the country of Spain and migrated to El Palmar Jalisco, Mexico when he was around the age of twelve. My Grandmother and Grandfather were born and raised in El Palmar. My Mothers Parents Decided to have nine children which were all born and raised in the small town, El Palmar. When my mother Yolanda Lopez was fifteen, she came to the United States to live with her older sister Sara. Later my Grandmother, my mother and seven of her siblings came to live in Oxnard My Grandmother lived in Oxnard ever since then but has recently passed way. My Mother and her siblings now live in Camarillo. My...