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There Is a Story Behind Each Scar

By Floriselda  |   From : Guatemala  |   School : Academic Leadership Community

There Is a Story Behind Each Scar

Tell me your struggles and how you have faced them, then I will tell you what kind of person you are and what similarities we have.
Life is beautiful, but sometimes it gets worse and it turns out to be like hell, because of problems and some people that make you feel like a piece of trash, like something without value.

I am Floriselda and I am an alien, I am living in a country that is not mine, in a place with a different language to my native one.
I am an alien, just because I do not speak their language.
I am an alien because I do not know their culture.
I do not belong here and that is why I am a stranger.

Some people think I am a criminal, others think I am an uneducated person, however, they do not know anything about me.
A lot of people do not know my story and I do not know why they think they have the right to judge me as they do.

I attended school until my sixth grade in my country Guatemala.
I couldn’t continue at school, because of my family’s economic situation,
But I am here so far being respectful and responsible as I was taught at home.

Pain is my Teacher

I never heard an “I am proud of you” from my dad;
I had to get a job when I was thirteen years old.
I grew up seeing violence everywhere,
my home was a hell and I was a slave.

I was a slave to my own fear
and I could not defend my mom from my dad’s hand.
I will never understand all of my dad’s abuse towards my mom, siblings, and me
but I am sure that those were the reasons that drove me here.

“Aprenda de los errores mija” mi mama decia,
“and you could be a different person some dia”.
That means, mistakes are to learn from and not to repeat,
violence is to show you how different you have to be.

Leaving my Roots

I grew up and now I am 19 years old and look at me.
I am different from others.
I do not see life like others see it.
I know that life is difficult but there is always something to learn from.

I left home when I was seventeen.
I am working, studying and living alone in the city of LA,
so do not come to talk to me about life dude,
do not come to tell me that life is difficult because I already know it,
I’ve already lived it.

Do not ask me about life’s struggles, because you know what?
I have lived more than you think.

I prefer to get advice from you,
I prefer for you to support me and teach me how to forgive others,
because some wounds are still alive.

I wake up every day,
then I realize that my mom is thousands of kilometers away from me.
Saying goodbye was not easy, and when I remember the day that I left home
I could not control the knot in my throat.

I really cannot.
Tears run down my cheek and I felt the same pain from that day.

And I will confess something to you.
Every moment I try to forget my family.
And do not ask me why.
It is difficult to wake up each morning and remember all the laughs and foolishness of my siblings.
It is too difficult to remember all the noises:
the birds, cows, and roosters in the mornings.
Believe me, it is not easy.

Look Forward Dreams, and do not Stop

All those memories and others do not make me be happy, those hurt me a lot.
I would like to go back and live it one more time but I cannot.
I just have those memories that are my motivation to work hard each time.

I have learned that happy moments happen just once,
so enjoy each second, each minute,
each day side by side with your loved ones,
because sometimes life change and just memories and ghosts are left.
I am away, but I have more opportunities now,
I going to help my mom, because she is my motivation to get up each day.
I want to show her that all my crazy ideas and illusions can be real.
I want to show her that I can be a professional person,
that I can get my own house and travel around the world.
I want to show some gringo people that see me as a criminal that I am not.
I am just a dreamer, a dreamer to get a career and go to college,
a dreamer of justice and more opportunities of education
for those that are working hard to improve their lives.

I am just a little bird that wants to learn how to fly,
and then be part of the flock.
I am just a girl lost in the U.S. looking for a better education and a way to help my family for a better life;
without any worry about money for food and for education too.
I have a different background than you,
I do not think like you,
and I see life in a different way than you,
but I am still sure that we have similar purposes.
We want a change, we want a better life for our people.
I want to give my siblings the opportunity that I did not have;
the opportunity to go to college.
I want them to can live comfortably and I am working hard for it.

All the struggles that have passed do not matter;
it does not matter how many times we have to fall,
but we have a purpose and it is what makes getting up again.
The wounds heal in time, but God makes them part of our bodies,
part of our story through our scars.



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