My object, a picture of my grandma, tells a story of how her sacrifice and strength was used to provide a better future for her kids and future generations. May of 1989 was when she immigrated to the United States wither her 11 year old son and 7 year old daughter. My grandma, Clemencia, her son Salvador, and her daughter, my mom, Araceli could only carry two pairs of clothes, one underwear, two socks, one pair of shoe, two sweaters, one short and one pant in a small backpack each. My grandma and her two kids went from Mexico to Tijuana by airplane. From Tijuana they waited until late at night to be transported by car to a highway. Then from the highway they ran and walked to the boarder with helicopters around, also knowing venomous animals were around there. With all that walking and running their feet were injured so badly that they had blisters on their feet. My grandma became ill and was so close to giving up but her kids encouraged her to continue. They finally came without knowing the language. My mom and uncle and grandma suffered a lot by getting bullied and my grandma working overtime. This is important to me because even though i face challenges knowing this story it shows me that they faced harder situations compared to my problems. My life is good now thanks to my grandma's sacrifice. Therefore, this pictures tells a story that is important to me and my family.

– Joana Gutierrez

Relationship:  Im/migrant Im/migrant