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Also, this is post that will likely cause a lot of mixed emotions. This is not a rant! This is more like an initial call to arms. I’m tired of seeing so many young hopefuls settling for mediocrity…we need to do better. Pass this on to your friends, share it with your parents. Let’s get the word out…let’s make progress!
Having recently visited our hometown of Houston, I feel there is a subject that needs some discussing. Now, this topic is applicable to pretty much everyone who reads this, but in this particular case, is geared towards anyone whose family has immigrated into the United States. The topic is progress, and how many of us are failing at achieving it.
I spent the past week having this discussion with several of my closest family members.
So, a little background about what brings this up…
My family is from a little country in Central America called El Salvador. If you know anything about its history, you will know that it is overwhelmed with poverty, corruption, and a failed government. Much of this is the result of a bloody civil war which took place in the 80’s, which in turn, led to my family making the long trip north to eventually settle in the United States.
Let’s put things into perspective…
Members of my family would travel by bus, foot, train, mule, whatever means possible; through several countries stretching a distance of thousands of miles; all to settle in a crowded apartment complex with several other immigrants – some of which were granted limited permissions, or asylum due to the conditions of war in the country of El Salvador. Now, having to live in these conditions, they would acquire some type of job. This could be anything: construction, janitorial work, dangerous forms of manual labor, all for a pay well below minimum wage. These individuals would collect money, send it back to their home country, all to fund the transport of their remaining family members.
Once stateside, due to a no-nonsense attitude, strict dedication, and a desire for progress, members of my family were able to land decent paying jobs. They would manage their money, invest it in homes, open up businesses, and raise a generation of young El Salvadorian/Americans who’d have unlimited potential.
But the strides that they made to get me to that point are those of GIANTS!
Now, this is where I find the issue. If we look back at the hardships that our fathers, mothers, and even grandmothers endured to provide us with the simplest of conveniences in life, we could say that the journey was long, and that they had achieved a lifetime of success. Well, where is the flame being carried now?
When I look around the city of Houston, and other cities like it, I see a generation of young men and women who have had an extraordinary example set before them, but choose not to follow in those footsteps. My parents didn’t care much about my grades in school, whether or not I had the best paying job; they were satisfied in knowing that we had a home, that I was able to attend school (the majority of my aunts and uncles never finished any academic program in its entirety), and that we had food on the table every day. But the strides that they made to get me to that point are those of GIANTS!
When my older brother described his journey, he said he would be on his hands and knees from complete exhaustion. He was a young boy. My grandmother did the same journey with her daughter, her grandson, and her youngest son (both were so young they had to be carried). This story is not as unique as it may sound. Many a family in the United States has roots of a few extraordinary individuals who sacrificed an entire lifestyle abroad, to live the simplest of lifestyles in the greatest nation on our planet.
If we as the next generation do not make the same effort to progress as our parents did, we are bringing shame to their sacrifices, to all of their losses they endured on their journey, and even more, those who lost their lives making that same trip.
If you don’t know, ask! How did your families get to where they are? You may be surprised to learn that though they seem to come from humble beginnings, the journey which brought them to where they are is hardly anything short of amazing.
Teach those who follow you that better is always possible! Mediocrity is a plague!
Bring honor to your family; bring honor to yourselves! Match or surpass their efforts, increase the intensity, and carry the torch so that you can light a bright path which future generations can follow, and come to achieve greatness.
Teach those who follow you that better is always possible! Mediocrity is a plaque! Especially when a person comes from a family so rich in influence, so rich in wisdom, and only lack in having ever been told that they too can become something great.
If you have younger siblings, reach out to them. I know some who will read this post have similar stories – share them. Show them that they have the ability to achieve greatness, just like those before them.
Make the effort, do your part. Fight to make your family better.
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