Narrative Essay On Border Patrol
Then sometime had elapse but it hadn’t past more than two hours. When suddenly, we noticed that there was a lot of border patrols passing by. One by one they passed through not stopping until they got to where they were going. The group of women had already left to the next stop we didn’t know where exactly was that other stop, so we went outside to go check what was going on but mainly to check if they hadn’t been caught. My heart shatter into pieces when as the moment we stepped out we saw the three women being taken by the border patrol. They had them sitting down on the floor with hands behind their back. All the hopes and relief I had seen when they left was all gone once again. They went back to being afraid, afraid of not knowing what would their future hold, afraid of not being capable to supplying their families. I quickly remember that one of them had a child that was only four years old, but not only that but also that they had worked a lot to be able and gather some money to be able to come however they could. I wanted to do something, try to protect them, try to help them, try to show that they had a reason for why they had chosen that option, but I couldn’t
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Where I just feed the animals, and run in the morning, ended being one of the saddest day I had ever experience because I saw how people with little to almost nothing gave everything they had just get a shot at being able to overcome themselves. Not doing it for the money to be kept for themselves but to be able to give back to their family’s members. But one thing that really stood out from what they said and did was the trying hard even though they didn’t know what the outcome was going to be they still tried anyways. With that said it really influenced my life by making me rethink have I been trying hard enough? Have I been giving my all even if it might not turn out as I planned? Or do I simply settle for the
Where I just feed the animals, and run in the morning, ended being one of the saddest day I had ever experience because I saw how people with little to almost nothing gave everything they had just get a shot at being able to overcome themselves. Not doing it for the money to be kept for themselves but to be able to give back to their family’s members. But one thing that really stood out from what they said and did was the trying hard even though they didn’t know what the outcome was going to be they still tried anyways. With that said it really influenced my life by making me rethink have I been trying hard enough? Have I been giving my all even if it might not turn out as I planned? Or do I simply settle for the