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My Family I Left Behind THERE IS NOTHING MORE IMPORTANT THAN THE BOND OF THE FAMILY, THE HONOR OF LOVE AND HOPE................................................
I DONT KNOW WHO THE AUTHOR IS BUT I WANTED TO SHARE ANYWAY
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I WAS BORN IN BROOKLYN, NY IN (1957). I WAS ONLY A BABY WHEN I WENT TO CUBA. I WAS THERE UNTIL THE COMMUNIST TOOK OVER MY FAMILY'S COUNTRY; WE HAD TO GET OUT FAST. WE WERE ONLY A FEW MILES FROM OUR FREEDOM'S BELL LAND; THE USA!

AT FOUR AND A HALF, I WITNESSRD WHAT THIS WORLD REALLY ENTAILED. I MEAN MY EYES WERE OPENED AND I NEVER CLOSED THEM AGAIN.

AT THE EMBASSY, THERE WERE PEOPLE RUNNING, PANICKING EVERYWHERE. WE (MY MOTHER AND I) HAD NO WORRIES, SINCE I WAS AN AMERICAN. THEY COULD NOT KEEP US BEHIND, BUT THEY FOUND A WAY TO CUT INTO MY SOUL THAT I WOULD NOT EVER FORGET...

I HAD TWO SUITCASES WITH THINGS THAT WERE HAND MADE FROM MY FAMILY I WAS LEAVING BEHIND. THEY WERE HAND MADE CLOTHES AND TOYS. I CRIED INSIDE AS I WATCHED THEM AT THE GATE THROW MY THINGS ON THE GROUND. THEY RUMMAGED THROUGH MY BELONGINGS TO DETERMINE WHAT I WOULD BE ALLOWED TO TAKE.ONE DOLL WHICH I CARRIED, IS ALL I WAS PERMITTED TO BRING BACK TO "AMERICA THE FREE".

AS THE PLANE ELEVATED TO HIGH ALTITUDES I LOOKED OUT THE WINDOW FOR THE LAST TIME TO MY LITTLE CUBA; MY HEART IS BREAKING AS I WRITE YOU THIS. I LOOKED OUT AS EVERYTHING BECAME SO SMALL, I COULD NO LONGER SEE ANYTHING.

BUT PLEASE, DO NOT FEEL SORRY FOR ME FOR THERE ARE OTHERS WHO LOST SO MUCH MORE THAN I. ALL THAT I WITNESSED MADE ME WISER AND STRONGER THAN EVEN I REALIZED.

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