Uh oh, Spock, your beard is slipping. Well, since you think you know something about my family let me help you out with some facts. When my parents lived in Mexico they did not immigrate, they retained their American citizenships. They were students. They filled out and carried all the necessary paperwork and permits for them to be in essence “foreign exchange students”. They were not allowed to hold jobs because that would take away employment from a Mexican national. My parents had to prove that they had enough money to support themselves with out any assistance. They were not allowed to own property, so they had to rent (Mexico does not have the same kind of laws that favor renters over landlords the way America does). They paid additional taxes on products they bought here in the states, such as house wares, small appliances, computers, printers and TV’s. We learned not to send them anything of value because they rarely ever received it; all packages and mail are opened and searched before being delivered. My parents have never been the kind to just live off their savings, they have always worked. So what did my Dad do? He started his own business and became an employer. Not only did my parents contribute to the economy of Mexico by purchasing products and services but they used their money to employ others, further contributing to the economic growth of their host country. Mom and Dad spent hours every day in class to learn the language, they studied the history and traditions they did their best to assimilate the Mexican culture and way of life.
My name is Michal and yes that is my real name. I am the wife to the best Man in the whole world, he is my rock, my blanket, my shelter, my sounding board and he makes me laugh. I am the mother of two small boys who together with their father really are the joy of my life. I am a RN with 2 very part time jobs at the moment. I have been a nurse for almost 20 years and for the majority of my career I have worked full time. My husband and I have decided to homeschool our boys so we rearranged a few things and here we are. I am truly thankful to God for my life, my family, my friends and even a few odd balls that he throws my way just to keep life interesting.
Your parents didn't seem to have any problem getting in.
ReplyDeleteUh oh, Spock, your beard is slipping.
ReplyDeleteWell, since you think you know something about my family let me help you out with some facts.
When my parents lived in Mexico they did not immigrate, they retained their American citizenships. They were students. They filled out and carried all the necessary paperwork and permits for them to be in essence “foreign exchange students”.
They were not allowed to hold jobs because that would take away employment from a Mexican national. My parents had to prove that they had enough money to support themselves with out any assistance. They were not allowed to own property, so they had to rent (Mexico does not have the same kind of laws that favor renters over landlords the way America does). They paid additional taxes on products they bought here in the states, such as house wares, small appliances, computers, printers and TV’s. We learned not to send them anything of value because they rarely ever received it; all packages and mail are opened and searched before being delivered.
My parents have never been the kind to just live off their savings, they have always worked. So what did my Dad do? He started his own business and became an employer.
Not only did my parents contribute to the economy of Mexico by purchasing products and services but they used their money to employ others, further contributing to the economic growth of their host country.
Mom and Dad spent hours every day in class to learn the language, they studied the history and traditions they did their best to assimilate the Mexican culture and way of life.