It was not easy only knowing one language and going to a school that couldn't understand me and I couldn't understand them. My mother is Hondurena and my father is Mexicano both different but want the same thing. I grew up in America with my mother always talking to me in spanish so I would learn how to read, write and speak it. It was my first language I didn't know english at all I would always talk in spanish at home. I may have been born here but I am very much closer to my hispanic roots more than I am American. I am mixed with three cultures Honduras, Mexico and America two are quite the same but one is totally different. My mother spoke to me in spanish I was only meant to speak it but I was also interested in learning how to read and …show more content…
For navidad we are grateful and we open presents on the thirty first not on the twenty fifth but it's the day God was born. We pray that day and when it's almost about to strike twelve we eat ten grapes one grape per prayer. We celebrate new years and navidad together that's from the side of Mexico mixed in with some part of the Honduras side. I hope that I get to do the same because it's part of who I am as a person keeps my hopes and dreams up that I was meant to be so much more lets me be closer to my family and …show more content…
I think this follows the hispanic culture because of how far and what they had to face coming into this country only to get a better life. My father only truly wanted what was best for me but I misunderstood it as something else. It would be fight after fight with my father trying to talk but only misunderstanding. I would also argue with my mother about her not letting me go out and have fun. She only wanted me to be safe so many things she has seen and can't let go. Goes to show how hispanic people think and what they've been through just to get here only to get what in