My parents work 11 hour days but they still manage to “guiarme por buen camino (lead me down the right path”). When they get home, all they have on their mind is getting their sleep. But, it never goes that way. They eat their dinner and ask how our day went. Then, they thank me for having been responsible in watching over my brother and sister that day. We then clean up the brown wooden table and occupy it with books and white sheets of paper written on with lead pencils. On days when I have piles of homework, my parents commit to staying awake with me until it’s finished. Without words they show us how important education is in our family. I am reminded of the physical sacrifices my parents make at work everyday and capitalize on their teachings and values. When I see people who are struggling, I am a presence among them, like my parents do for me. When stepping out of the school doors, everyone that I encounter is seen with the respect and dignity I have