My grandmother came to the U.S. in 1980 with her four children from a foreign country called Nicaragua. At that time there was a war in her country and was no longer safe to live in. They first arrived in Pennsylvania, which had snow, my grandmother had never experienced snow, and she hated it. She told me she never went outside,and said "In Nicaragua, its always hot and tropical, even when it rains its hot.""The weather was very ugly, gloomy, and freezing." The truth was she was home sick especially because she had never parted from her mom or family for so long. My grandmother had my mother and her siblings at a young age and her family was always there to help support her. Until she moved to the U.S. where nobody understood her because she spoke spanish, the weather depressed her, and she had no family to comfort her. Even though there was many things in Pennsylvania that upset her she maintained a smile for her chlidren. At that time my mother and her siblings were attending the best private catholic schooll which was Norte Dame. While her children were in school she and my grandfather attended a college at John's Town State University where my grandfather studied Economy and my grandmother psycology; sadly my grandmother couldn't pursue her dreams for the sake of her children's education. Eventually my grandfather got a job in San Francisco; which excited my grandmother because she had heard there was no snow. At that time my grandmother had not spoken with her mother for 12 years and dearly missed her, but she believed that her children were better off living in the United States.