In Mexico, every afternoon you go out and play soccer and hang out with your friends. Here, you go home and watch TV. It’s pretty boring.

We’d just pick up rocks and build a pile of rocks, or trees, and you had to kick it through them.

That’s my teacher. Everything I know has come from him.

The first few months were hard. I told my mom I don’t want to go to school because I don’t know anybody and I don’t know what they are saying.