...I was born in 1975 in a small city of El Salvador. A few years later when I was five years old my father decided to move to a city named San Salvador. I started to study primary and secondary. Then I went to high school, so I began high school when I was 15 years old. While I was studying in high school, my father sent me to learn mechanic. It wasn’t easy for me to study and learn a profession, but now I feel so good because I work as a mechanic.

...I remember when I was a little child and I was studying in the first grade. My teacher used to say that education starts at home with our families. Now I agree with that expression. My father never let me do whatever I wanted. They always taught me the right way of education. I remember when my father or my mother said, “If you want to watch television or go outside to play with your friends, you have to do your homework first.” I remember that I said that my father did not love me. Also every Sunday I had to go to church because my mother used to say, “The week has seven days, and we have to thank God at least one day for our health and to be alive.” I also think another important thing that my father taught me was to respect people, especially older people. That’s something which helps me a lot everyday because you have to respect people. You pay attention when someone is talking to you or suggesting something.