My American Dream: The Perfect Archetype Of The Latino Community

As far as I am concerned, it is definite that like my parents who transplanted themselves in this country, I too yearn for the American Dream. At home, I am different. I am American. I am a Chicana. I speak English. I dress differently. I may not seem Mexican enough, yet I still share the struggles that are a reality to my parents. I was the little brown girl with an American dream. I never once doubted that dream, so I confidently followed it. My story is not a unique story. This is the story of a person who seeks to be an asset to this country. However, my journey is one that places me in a dissent with those who would rather prefer I do not combat the injustice in my community. For this reason, I am the sole curmudgeon Latine in the perspective of those who are out of reach with my experiences.
At an early age, I became fully aware of the importance of social justice and the correlation that activism had in combating social issues. I learned how much societal complexes directly affect our lives, and how that can make you're life a lot easier or a lot