Legos by Xiomara

Legos by Xiomara - February 2025 Scholarship Essay

Legos growing up are fun. We get to play with all the colorful blocks and tiles that get you excited to start being creative, a place where you get to use your imagination and build things where we get an end result. A place where you can freely express yourself without getting judged.

Now that I am grown I still love legos, the feeling of them getting clicked together or the roughness of the pieces every time they fall. Legos to me now are like life, every piece fits but not every piece will give you the end result because you have to work for it and make decisions on what makes you, you and what makes you unique than others. For me it was more difficult because having immigrant parents is never easy, never being able to tell them your problems because they always say “It’s not even hard” or “You don’t do anything anyways”. They don’t fit right now but later on you will find the pieces that fit the best, giving you your end result. In my eyes my life is like legos. Every step of life is a piece connecting to me or an important memory. Making who I am me. These legos make me because of everything I have been through, the good and bad.

Being unique and all the pieces that don’t fit will just end up going away and later on in time there will be a perfect piece that was meant to be, that will fit just for you. Even though some bad pieces stick, that's fine because everyone has flaws, even you. It takes time and you will not find them right away. That’s the point in life, nothing is ever easy. My relationship with my mom reminds me of legos. Hard to figure out but hopefully we’ll get there eventually. We never really connect because I'm just like her so therefore she always pushes me to be better than her, pushes me to do everything she once did but better, pushes me hard so that I can’t struggle or can’t tell her my problems. The weird thing is my brother and sister can always talk to her about life but I never had the connection. Growing up I saw everyone have a mother-daughter relationship, one I always wanted but never got. The pieces never really fit with our relationship even till this day. I started to realize this in 8th grade. That’s the grade I started to see a new perspective in life. The point where your legos pieces connect or break. Even though we don’t really have a good relationship I've always been very grateful for everything she has ever done for me and I still love her because she’s my mother even though we don’t talk like that. Everything she and my father did was sacrificing their needs and wants to give my siblings and me everything in the world we ask for and for that I will always be grateful till the very end.

Hard to figure out because the pieces never connect but hopefully we’ll get there eventually. Growing up I saw everyone have a mother-daughter relationship, where they get to talk to them and do cute little mother daughter things ,one thing I always wanted but never got. To people it never made me sad but deep down I cried knowing that the legos would never fit. I would move the block around just so I can hear the click but never got. At the end of the day deep down I hate that we can’t connect like I want to. I gave up trying to connect them to me but realized that's just life and at the end of the day never give up and always try your hardest to achieve what you want. The hard work you put into stuff will give you an outcome the same way my mom and I are getting closer. It’s something I wanted and I’m glad I tried because at the end it was all worth it. Never give up on your dreams because if you really want it you’d work hard for it.