My Radio Diary

Well I am just now doing my blog about radio diaries because I went home due to the bad weather last Thursday. Anyhow, I listened to a diary about a Mexican man named Juan. He and his family illegally came to American in hopes of finding work and to help raise their family.

Now that the family of twelve is in America, they live in a poor community. Their home is a little moble home taht has only three bedrooms, so everyone just sleeps where they want. Usually in the floor or kitchen.

Juan is saddend by his family's income of only $160 dollars a week and is about to cry. He is sitting by the river talking into the tape recorder and he see alot of people go to the river. He decides to go see what all the people are looking at. When he gets there, he sees a Mexican man floating in the river. He is dead. Juan thinks that he was probably coming to the United States to get money for his family.

Towards the end of the diary, Juan talks about how proud he is to have his High School Diploma because in Mexico, alot of people don't have it.

His story really makes me think about how bad people like that have it. I mean, they come to our country to make $160 dollars a week which I bet none of us could live off of.

It really makes me sad that there is people that live like that. I wish we could just all help them.