My Life In Cuba

I was born in Cuba in 1993 to two fifteen year olds Ariel Roman and Brudys Garcia. My mom at age fifteen was breastfeeding while her friends were graduating from high school. The first six years I lived in Cuba are a bur. In fact, I only remember holding my mothers hand and waving goodbye to my grandmother through a distant glass mirror as tears were streaming down her tanned cheeks. A week later, I was in a classroom full of posters of apples and some writing that was not in Spanish. In about three months, the posters read, “Spelling words, Classroom behavior, Nouns, Verbs and Math.”
I finished elementary and middle school on honor roll and went to college immediately after high school because it was the logical thing to do. My passion for