“El Gran Hombre" At an early age, I was introduced to and taught the ways of “Agricultura” (Agriculture). . Something about watching and caring for goats, chickens, pigs, horses, and taking care of crops amazed me. The way the hot sun reflects off your skin while you're picking the crops at the same time the cool air breeze hits you makes you feel so accomplished as well as just watching the animals grow up and caring for them as if they’re your child makes you feel responsible for them and their growth. Mi Abuelo era un gran hombre ( My grandfather was a great man ). He built a ranch in Northern Mexico from nothing while raising 7 kids and teaching them the ways of life through agriculture. He was a stand-up man he was always respectful, was so kind-hearted, and more importantly the hardest worker I knew. I blame my grandparents and my father for this way of life as they have always dedicated time and patience to these ancient practices that involve such hard work and dedication. My Grandfather, who came from respectively the smallest town in Mexico, had always taught me the greatest morals through his actions such as being humble, keeping to oneself, being respectful, and being an honest hard worker. “Vas Hacer un gran hombre algun dia Desiderio” ( You will be a great man one day Desiderio) said, my grandfather. He had always believed I was destined for greatness. This man has always been my motivation, my reason to keep going and doing great things. Unfortunately, I lost the man I adored, on October 16th, 2016. Slowly I started distancing myself from the ranch and lost my passion for agriculture, I started staying in more, and I would rarely partake in the responsibilities that my family had on the ranch. I lost my connection with agriculture and the love that came along with it. From 2016 to 2021 I lost all interest and background knowledge that dealt with crops and everything I had so much love for. That was until my father offered me to go work at the ranch during the fall break of 2021. I was very unsure at first, I didn't know if it was something I was willing to do as I hadn't been to the farm since I lost him. I was stuck in the middle. My heart was telling me to go but my mind was so afraid, so scared of what could happen and how I would feel. I decided to accept his offer, a bit intimidated at first but when I arrived it felt as if I was back home the smell of the wet dirt, the unsettling smell of cow manure, and the allergies that started kicking in automatically. With the help of my father, I learned more and more techniques, such as how to get all the runoff water from “La Pila”(water stack) to all the crops around the farm using only short black flexible tubes. I am thankful for the opportunities and wisdom my father and grandfather have passed down to me. One day I dream to take care of the ranch my grandfather built and having a couple of farms here in the United States. I would truly be honored to continue studying what I love the most and continue following my dreams and becoming “Un Gran Hombre.” A great man, like my grandfather was, and believed I would become.

“El Gran Hombre" At an early age, I was introduced to and taught the ways of “Agricultura” (Agriculture). . Something about watching and caring for goats, chickens, pigs, horses, and taking care of crops amazed me. The way the hot sun reflects off your skin while you're picking the crops at the same time the cool air breeze hits you makes you feel so accomplished as well as just watching the animals grow up and caring for them as if they’re your child makes you feel responsible for them and their growth. Mi Abuelo era un gran hombre ( My grandfather was a great man ). He built a ranch in Northern Mexico from nothing while raising 7 kids and teaching them the ways of life through agriculture. He was a stand-up man he was always respectful, was so kind-hearted, and more importantly the hardest worker I knew. I blame my grandparents and my father for this way of life as they have always dedicated time and patience to these ancient practices that involve such hard work and dedication. My Grandfather, who came from respectively the smallest town in Mexico, had always taught me the greatest morals through his actions such as being humble, keeping to oneself, being respectful, and being an honest hard worker. “Vas Hacer un gran hombre algun dia Desiderio” ( You will be a great man one day Desiderio) said, my grandfather. He had always believed I was destined for greatness. This man has always been my motivation, my reason to keep going and doing great things. Unfortunately, I lost the man I adored, on October 16th, 2016. Slowly I started distancing myself from the ranch and lost my passion for agriculture, I started staying in more, and I would rarely partake in the responsibilities that my family had on the ranch. I lost my connection with agriculture and the love that came along with it. From 2016 to 2021 I lost all interest and background knowledge that dealt with crops and everything I had so much love for. That was until my father offered me to go work at the ranch during the fall break of 2021. I was very unsure at first, I didn't know if it was something I was willing to do as I hadn't been to the farm since I lost him. I was stuck in the middle. My heart was telling me to go but my mind was so afraid, so scared of what could happen and how I would feel. I decided to accept his offer, a bit intimidated at first but when I arrived it felt as if I was back home the smell of the wet dirt, the unsettling smell of cow manure, and the allergies that started kicking in automatically. With the help of my father, I learned more and more techniques, such as how to get all the runoff water from “La Pila”(water stack) to all the crops around the farm using only short black flexible tubes. I am thankful for the opportunities and wisdom my father and grandfather have passed down to me. One day I dream to take care of the ranch my grandfather built and having a couple of farms here in the United States. I would truly be honored to continue studying what I love the most and continue following my dreams and becoming “Un Gran Hombre.” A great man, like my grandfather was, and believed I would become.