Personal Narrative: My Family Of Ecuador

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I came from a long line of family that settles in the country of Ecuador. All following the before, not leaving the beautiful, tropical country. None, until my parents, ever considered of moving to any other place. My mother and father lived at the capitol city, Quito, Ecuador. Unfortunately, my parents, including many ancestors of mine, were not one of the lucky people who can reminisce about how beautiful their childhood was. My family lived in the misshapen side of Ecuador, living in poverty. Both my parents, began to work at a very early age and suffered through much. When my parents found each other, they both knew, Ecuador was not the place for them. They were lucky enough to fly here to the United States. As were my uncle and aunts that

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