My Roots
They left behind their home Leaving their way of life
In pursue of a new
life New opportunities
Starting a journey into the
unknown How would they thrive in this
new land?
No hablo inglés.
Doors slammed in their face
Obstacles at every turn they make
No nos alcanza el dinero
They can only afford beans
They can only afford hand-me-downs
Temenos hijos
Their children come first
They can survive with the clothes on their
backs, but their baby needs new clothes
Ve a la escuela y estudia
They push their children to be better than
them Push them toward a better life
Soy hija de inmigrantes
Everything I have, has been earned
Following my dreams to make my parent proud
Soy Mexicana
I have brown eyes and brown skin
I face obstacles due to the color of
skin But I am proud to be
Mexican
Soy Americana
I have better opportunities in this
land I can follow my dreams
I am proud to be
American I am a Mexican-American
Guadalupe Romero is currently finishing her last semester at California State University, San Marcos with a major in Kinesiology and a minor in Literature and Writing. She discovered her passion for literature and writing while taking AP Literature class in high school. She likes that the subjects she is studying require her to think critically or allow her imagination to run wild. Her writing can have a combination of the human body’s experience while telling a fictional story. She plans to pursue a career in the medical field while keeping her hobby of writing and reading to keep her sane through all the science courses.