Carlotta Moretti, a true story..

   My name is Carlotta Mortti and I am an Italian Immigrant. My story begins the day of my birthday, and also the day me and my family leave our lives behind in search for a new beginnng.Father told us that we would have to immigrate to the US. He said that if we stayed we would die of starvation. I understand my father, he would work all day and receive little to no pay at all. We were told of life in the US, and father didn't think twice before leaving.

Preparing for the long trip didn't take long. We were only required to leave the country: our passports and our travel documents, which dad got quickly with help from a friend. After we got our documents, My two little sisters, my mom, my dad and I could leave Italy. We didn't take nothing with us since we did not have anything to take but our old clothe that we wore every day. Father left our small house to his brother and promised to return for him when he could. After everything was ready we left for Naples. At Naples we traveled by ship until we reached New York's Ellis Island, where we were processed as new immigants and let in the US.

My family and I waiting to be pocessed

Our new home.

Our lives haven't been any easier than they were in Italy. Father got a job as a construction worker, and although he doesn't receive a good pay, he can afford food to put food on the table.Mother works in one of those dangerous factories making clothing, while I stayed and cared for my sisters and cooked for the family.Our small neighborhood was overcrowded with Italian folks and the living conditions were not very good.  We only knew one person and his name was Danilo Moretti. Danilo Moretti was my dad's uncle

, and he had been an immigrant in the US for almost 7 years. He offered us the place we were staying at and found my father the job. We were lucky to have my dad's uncle, he guided us through the whole process in the US.

Although the trip was long, and the process was hard, we managed to get into the US. In the US we are still trying to survive, and just hoping things will get better. We have it hard but we Moretti's don't quit. We know our hard work will pay off and someday we will leave behind this poverty and suffering and we will prosper.