Its a small world...

Today my friends and I were talking about graduation and about the awards ceremony. I didnt go to the awards ceremony cuz i hadnt applied for any scholarships, (yes im stupid) and then other plp in my class started talking about it too. Well some plp were pretty pissed off cuz this one girl got most of the sholarships and they were talking really bad about her. The plp that were complaining are all plp who have the money to pay for their college and get what they want. This one girl is a Migrant. It pisses me off, how they can be so selfish and talk bad about this person when they dont even now her and where she comes from. Tisk, tisk.

While all that was going on, my friend turned red and told us, "Dude, thats my cousin they are talking about." Our conversation:

Me: Oh yeah, i remeber, you want to know something? Yo la conosi en Minnesotta when i went one summer with my parents.
Alicia: Really?! What? your lieing. Dude, shut up!
Me: No dude, really. I went when i was going into the 3rd grade and my grandparents along with my parents got the bright idea to go to Minnesotta to go work in the fields.
Alicia: Wow, i didnt know that.
Me: Yeah, we had to go to summer school while my parents and grandparents were working in the labores. But we never went back after that, then when i was a freshman my cuata told me Adriana was here, and i didnt know what she was talking about. Until she shoeed us a pic of all three of us that she had.
Alicia: What? dude.
Me: Its a small world and i never thought i was actualy going to meet up with someone that i met up in Minnesotta. It was weird
Alicia: No shit, dude, i was also there....i dont remember you
Me: I dont remember you either, but i remeber some other guy thats also your cousin
Alicia: Yeah, dude, remember.....

After that we forgot about what all these stuck up, snobs were all complaining about and we started talking about everything that we had passed and experienced trough when we were over there. How they wouldnt let us talk Spanish and how the teachers would get mad at us for speaking in Spanish. I think that was the main reason why all through the rest of my elementary years I was afraid to speak Spanish in school and that was one of the reasons why im not so good at it anymore. Then we laughed about how we were all Mexicans in that school and there was like only one Anglo kid in each classroom. Ahh the memories. Plp were looking at us really weird, i've nown this girl for about 5 yrs and we never talked about this until today.