At age 15 my parents moved my sister and I to Brooklyn, NY. After 7 years of separation our family was finally together.
That was how my journey to the American dream started. Since I was undocumented I couldn’t take the scholarships I earned when I graduated high school. Lucky for me some CUNY schools did not have restrictions nor extra fees for undocumented students. My uncle who was also undocumented helped me get a job pumping gas where he worked; my salary was enough to cover my tuition. At 24 I was finally able to get a green card, I did what I had to do to work the system.
Today I’m an employee at a the top tier investment banks, today I pay more taxes in a month than what I made as a gas station attendant in a year.