Hola! My name is Isabella. I was born in Juarez, Mexico. I have a mother and a father. I also have two older brothers, Juan and Paco. In Juarez, we lived on a farm. I had a baby goat named Tico Toco. My father worked hard on the farm. He planted corn. He tended the cows and sheep. He was always busy.
Last year the storms came. They lasted from the spring through the summer. My father could grow no crops. He had to sell the animals so that we would have money for food. He also had to sell the farm. He said that we would move to America. My uncle lives in California. He said that my father would be able to find a job in California.
We packed all of our belongings and set off for California. When we reached the border, we had to stop. The men at the border asked us many questions. My father told the men that we were moving to America to work. He had to show the men many papers. One was a letter from my uncle. He had to tell the men that a job was waiting for my father. After what seemed like a long time, we were allowed to go across the border.
We traveled for miles. One time, our old car began to slow down. Steam came out from under the hood. We had to stop and find water for the radiator.Paragraphs 5 to 11:
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