Before reaching the ranks of high school soccer and earning my nickname, I was required to start small in 8th grade, my first year with the middle school team. Before this instance, I never played organized soccer, so I insisted on playing in a club around the city area before playing with the middle school team, but the expenses were too much for my mother to pay for; furthermore, the cheapest ones were at least an hour away with no transportation available, so I was left unable to play club soccer. I was powerless for the first …show more content…
Unfortunately, I didn’t learn about this until after my first season in 8th grade. I didn’t come to this country legally. I was only three when I came across the Rio Grande, so I hadn’t developed self-consciousness yet. I felt vexed for not knowing anything, which I thought I should’ve known before, but the benefit about my mother hiding my background from me was that she didn't disclose it until a special moment that I will remember forever, applying and receiving a DACA Status. Thanks to the Executive Action of President Obama and the actions that my mother took despite the mistakes of the past, I have the opportunity to stay in a country that I, as well as many others, call