My parents took a big risk when they moved their newborn twins from Manhattan to a small town in central Mexico. Yet, I couldn’t be more grateful that they did. My family came to San Miguel de Allende when I was six months old, and I lived there until I was 15. And although we love San Miguel, my parents thought it best to send me back to the United States for high school. Having mastered the arts of reading, writing and calculating in Mexican …