In the following, I describe how an immigrant from Mexico arrived to the United States in search for an opportunity to fulfill his dreams. An important detail that bullied me as I struggled to believe that "The American Dream," was not only for an "American," but for someone like me, whose parents collected fruits and vegetables from several farms in Washington. My father, Bonifacio, put himself in a dangerous situation as he navigated through the "border" from a young teen to adulthood moving around to pick fruits and vegetables such as cherries, prunes, apples, blueberries, peaches, nectarines, onions and grapes. He eventually made sufficient money to pay for our journey to the United States. I arrived at the age of five, just in time to start first grade, but because I struggled with English dialect I was held back a year. Even though I learned with the help of teachers, my parents have taught me a great life lesson. As I went to school, I started working in the farms alongside my parents and brothers. I learned how to pick fast and selectively all the different types of fruits and vegetables that we were involved with, however, most importantly I learned that labor work does not promise you the American dream that one looks for. Education has become my biggest priority. Half of my brothers have graduated from High School, but I am the only one to continue my learning at a University level. Currently, I am a sophomore at Heritage University studying Nursing. I have been recognized as an Act Six leader, a program that believes in us leaders to combine and transform our campus and community for the future. I would like to become a Pediatric Nurse and provide preventative and acute care in all settings to children and adolescents. I would also like to be an example for all my nephews and for others who know what it's like to be in my shoes. I hope to one day give back to my community and to my parents who have suffered greater adversities.