I never knew how hard life could be until my immigrant parents spoke about their lives back in the Philippines. Morning began at 5 a.m. Get up, wash your face and brush your teeth. Go to your backyard and feed enough animals to fit into Noah's ark. Come home and wash up to prepare breakfast for what seems like a whole village. Then get ready to go to school knowing that you'd have to walk half a mile. After school, tired and ready to sleep, get home, check on the animals, clean up the house, prepare to cook for dinner. As night dawns, water our field of crops, vegetables and fruits. Once that's all done, it's time for bed, but in a few hours, it's time to do it all over again.