A Quote by Mario Cuomo

My parents were immigrants. — © Mario Cuomo
My parents were immigrants.
Both my parents were immigrants, as were many of their friends, the parents of the children with whom I grew up. Of course I respect and admire immigrants and their undeniable contributions to America, as we all should.
My parents were immigrants. And the place for all immigrants was the factories. They were the source of cheap labor.
I was a very sickly child. My parents were immigrants. They were not decorous. They were not discreet. They always thought I was gonna die.
My parents were immigrants and janitors.
My parents were electrical engineers, immigrants from China, and we were always just in a state of struggle, building our life.
I don't look back, I just go forward. I'm just proud of the fact that my parents were immigrants and we had nearly nothing, and all of the sudden, with the help of a lot of people and my parents as a model, I amounted to something.
Academics were important to my parents, as immigrants. Education is where it all begins.
I'm most proud of my kids, for one, and my family and my parents. Outside of that - what am I proud of? I don't know. I don't look back, I just go forward. I'm just proud of the fact that my parents were immigrants and we had nearly nothing, and all of the sudden, with the help of a lot of people and my parents as a model, I amounted to something. And I'm doing some very decent work.
Being that my parents and I were immigrants to Canada, I didn't have the most lavish life growing up.
Though my parents were professionals and expected me to go to college, they were immigrants from India with no idea about how the admissions process worked in the United States or the importance of standardized tests.
I think my parents were immigrants, you know, so I guess I would be first generation. Growing up in California.
I come from a family of working people. My parents were Guatemalan immigrants who spent most of their lives in the service industry.
My parents were South Korean immigrants who came to America in the early 80s for the hope of a better life for their children.
My parents were first-generation immigrants. My mum wore a sari but at school and as a teenager and in my 20s I wanted to fit in.
This is a nation of immigrants. We welcome people coming to this country as immigrants. My dad was born in Mexico of American parents; Ann's dad was born in Wales and is a first-generation American. We welcome legal immigrants into this country.
Like tens of millions of Americans, my parents were immigrants. They were poor and did not speak English well. They went to flea markets and sold gifts to make ends meet. Eventually, through hard work, they opened six gift stores in shopping malls. My parents achieved the American dream; they went from being poor to a home and gave my brother and me an amazing education. I wanted to serve the country that gave so much to my family.
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