(Parentheses indicate additions I have made to clarify dialogue, and question marks indicate guessing in transcribing because of the tape recorder falling over or bad recording quality)
My Journey? Was in 1994. Summer. I took a bus then I crossed the border, and came here, yíknow. Thatís about it. It took me a week! That was, what? Twelve years ago? A long time ago.
When I used to live there (in Mexico), when I saw my uncles, like go over, and then come back I would be like ďOh, when I grow up I want to be like them!Ē Yíknow, because they would come here and work for 6 months, a year, and then go back and spend some time with their families. I thought that was cool.
I came before my parents. I came because I had some family living here, like my uncles. They wanted me to come over, and see how it is, so I can go back and really put my mind to school. I was going to school all that time in Mexico. That was in the summertime. I was only supposed to be here for two months, but I decided to stay. Then my family immigrated, after that, like a year later.
I didnít speak any English when I got here. My family spoke Spanish. I went to school. After 3 years of high school, I started understanding, and I was like ďHey I want some new --- (?)Ē I used to hang out with old, Spanish-speaking people so, yeah. Yeah thatís how I learned (English). School.
I donít know (What I expected the U.S. to be like). No, not really. I wanted to see it, then I decided to stay. I started meeting people and, yíknow, started driving, got a job, started making money.
Here is not the same (as Mexico), but I had some family here so it wasnít a big change. Everybody speaks Spanish here, all the people I knew. I mean, even in the school everybody speaks Spanish, teachers so, it wasnít a big adjustment. It was a little different. People are different, I donít know. I can say that, when youíre in Mexico, every day is like a different day. You know itís a Monday, you know itís a Tuesday, and especially you know when itís a Sunday. Thereís something different. But then here every day is the same. I donít know why. I guess because you have to go to work and go to school.
I believe in different stuff than Americans, but, you know, itís nothing big. Well, I used to work with a guy, and he would make fun of the things that I believed like religion (Catholic), you know. He would be like ďHAHA,Ē people like that s**t. Stuff like that.
Ah, yeah, (it hurts) a little bit. I really donít care. Who cares, yíknow. Itís a free country. So I donít get bent up about it. Whatever
Iím an assistant manager. Iím married now. Itís just me and my wife, and two Chihuahuas.
I can say the best (thing about coming to the U.S.); I met my wife. The worst? The worst, I donít know. I lost a brother here. That was the worst thing.
At the time I was 14 (when I immigrated), I was still a kid, so I donít know (what has changed about me since I came here). I like it here. Just the way of living, and the opportunities.
I have a sister over there (in Mexico). I contact her by phone every once in a whileÖevery year.
I donít know yet (if Iíll go back to Mexico). I wonít say no or yes. If I get to go back, I mean, thatíd be nice. I could stay here too. Itís nice.
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