As the sacred moments flashes
through my eyes, I silently weep and honor
my childhood years in Venezuela. Los carnavales, las hallucas, el tambor,
el joropo, and most significantly, the families and friends that I left behind,
will always be part of me. Living on this USA soil for eight years
has made realized one thing: I have never been as proud of myself as I am today.
I am a young with two nationalities
and fight against the barriers that life brings to me.
I hope to transform my dreams into reality, looking forward to the path of my journey. Today I roam from my native country to my residing state simply through my memories. Tomorrow these memories
will become my past and not the present, as I actually walk my
Venezuela's land, making me... A Time Traveler.