The Past pt. 1

By Oscar Romero


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I came to the United States when I was 3 years old. I crossed the border with my mom. We crossed the border in El Paso, TX. Unfortunately, my mom was detained and returned to Mexico. I ended up as a toddler alone without my mother and father for about a month waiting for my mom to attempt crossing again.

Once my mom made it across we flew into Chicago, IL. Knowing no English, we failed to take our final leg into Chicago. We were stranded in an unknown airport until my other aunt that already lived in Chicago managed to track us down with her husband.

While we waited in the strange airport without any US dollars the 3 year old me was very hungry. All around I could smell food. So I asked my mom if I could have some food. My mom had to tell me to wait because we couldn’t buy anything.

Next to us there was a vending machine with lots of snacks. To this day my mom lovingly jokes that one day I’ll be able to buy my own vending machine to make up for not being able to purchase any snacks the day we were stranded in that strange airport.

NOTE: This is not my full origin story. I will make a series out of it and post updates on it in the future under the Origin Story category. Thanks for reading!

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Oscar and friends with a Viking style birthday cake
Baby Oscar sitting on a bed
Young Oscar playing by a dog
Young Oscar and parents running through the snow
About the Author
Oscar Romero
I have had DACA since early 2013. I am currently a Software Engineer at Red Ventures. I went to college at UNC Charlotte and graduated in 2017 with a BA in Mathematics and a minor in Computer Engineering. I went to high school in a small town out in eastern North Carolina. My parents brought me to the United States in 1999 when I was 3 years old. I grew up in NC and aspired to make something worthwhile out of my parent’s hard work and sacrifice.