Personal Narrative: My Life In El Salvador
When I got off of the plane, the immense heat wave hit me with surprise, and almost took me down. The humidity was sticking to my skin and the lights were white, like clouds floating on the ceiling. As I recuperated after those blinding lights came the most boring part of the trip, waiting on our luggage. As we were waiting everyone was leaving and we only had 1 bag left. We were getting a little nervous when we saw everyone leave and we were the only ones with another 8 people, so we went to complain to the airline person. We asked her if she knew where our bag was. She turned to us with a disgusted look and said, “ yes sir your bag is on another plane coming towards El Salvador.” As my family and I exchanged looks we were displeased with
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We took our Toyota Hilux and invited my uncle to go and visit them with us. As we were making our way through Santa Ana, the city where we live, I saw a family of 5 members digging through trash looking for food to eat. This really impacted me in a way that can’t be explained, and the image will always go with me throughout my whole life. I imagined us having a good time in our beach house, and our private housing, then I imagined them fighting for their lives each day. In El Salvador most people don’t have the opportunity to go to school, and once you reach a certain age you can work, your little butt goes to work for your family. I’m lucky enough that we have businesses over there, and live a pretty good life, but those people, THAT family, don’t have anything. Everyday is a fight against the violence and the poverty they face. This really opened my eyes how the real world is. The real world isn’t just going to school, using computers, checking your phone. NO! There are people out there with children digging through trash looking for food to eat. I really hope people open their eyes, and see the reality, and help them. As we were pulling into our grandparents house I saw their house, their maids, and their cars. There are two sides to this world, if you are not rich then you are poor compared to the big CEO’s out there. Please open your
We took our Toyota Hilux and invited my uncle to go and visit them with us. As we were making our way through Santa Ana, the city where we live, I saw a family of 5 members digging through trash looking for food to eat. This really impacted me in a way that can’t be explained, and the image will always go with me throughout my whole life. I imagined us having a good time in our beach house, and our private housing, then I imagined them fighting for their lives each day. In El Salvador most people don’t have the opportunity to go to school, and once you reach a certain age you can work, your little butt goes to work for your family. I’m lucky enough that we have businesses over there, and live a pretty good life, but those people, THAT family, don’t have anything. Everyday is a fight against the violence and the poverty they face. This really opened my eyes how the real world is. The real world isn’t just going to school, using computers, checking your phone. NO! There are people out there with children digging through trash looking for food to eat. I really hope people open their eyes, and see the reality, and help them. As we were pulling into our grandparents house I saw their house, their maids, and their cars. There are two sides to this world, if you are not rich then you are poor compared to the big CEO’s out there. Please open your