Journey of a Mexican Immigrant
A Journey of a Mexican Immigrant. By: Horacio Duran What goes throught the mind of a child when it is exposed to violence and terror it is incomprehensible. I was not aware of the deep seeded fears and turmoil that this can cause in a human being, but I think I am beginning to unravel such an impact as I look back on my life experiences and meditate upon them. It was the morning of September 23 1965, In a city located in the northwestern state of Chihuahua, the name Madera (Timber land) My Dad, was a city policeman and drove the only van available to transfer convicts tru and fro the jails around. That particular morning was important because it was the first day that I will see him go to work. Every morning he was sleping when I went to school, or he was gone but that day we were getting up at the same time. Not long since we woke up we heard some explosions, first one and two, then some scattered sound of bullets, my Dad quickly prepared himself to go out and find out what ...
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