The experience of my family migrating to the city


17 November 2021

 

I'm Ana Sánchez, and I have been living in the city since I was very little, we moved when I was three years old, so all I pretty much know is my life in here. I’m used to my normal routine: waking up, going to school, going back home, sleeping. But it hasn’t been always like that. I was recently revealed by my grandfather how my family lived when we were in the countryside. I don’t have many memories of that, so I was shocked to discover how different life had been for us back then.

It was last week, a normal Saturday morning, when my grandpa said that he was going to tell me a little story. He started narrating how our family had for generations lived in our farm in the countryside and learned how to raise cattle and cultivate crops for their own. From what he says he remembers, it was a tiring but very peaceful life. 



But still there were a lot of things that my family didn’t have: access to a proper education, good health care services, electricity, drinking water and in general all those things that I now take for granted. So, when it came to my parents’ decision, they decided they would prioritize the education of my siblings and I, and our family’s stability. The obvious option for them was to move to the city.

At that point my family knew what that meant, leaving everything they had and looking for a job and a new place to call home. Basically, starting from zero in a place with which they weren’t familiar at all. With the idea of being able to have a better life, my parents sold our farm and took my siblings, my grandparents and I, to the rural area.



For the first year we didn’t have much luck, jobs available for people without an official university title are few. That was why my parents were just able to find temporary jobs from time to time, that didn’t exactly pay well. It was definitely a rough year for us, sometimes we didn’t even have enough money for buying groceries, such as food, or the medicines that my grandparents needed.

But one day, at one of my mother’s temporary jobs, she was offered an opportunity to be part of a business selling fresh vegetables and fruits, that were sustainable with the environment. Talking with my father, they decided it would be a great way to finally have a stable income, and they had a lot of contacts of people that could become the suppliers and vendors, so they invested the little money that we had at the time and started working on this new project.


We were finally able to move to a new, bigger house that had more facilities than our last one. Our parents also changed us to a paid school that represented an improvement in our education (in which I’m still studying).

So yes, thanks to my grandpa, I now know that in general my family’s experience was a complete journey, full of ups and downs. But still I think our life changed for good. And because of the decision that my parents took at the time, I will now be able to have more job opportunities in the future thanks to the education that I was able to receive. Still, I wonder how my life and my perspective on things would be if my family had never decided to move to the city.

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