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”(Jen 354). The first meal my dad had, when he stepped off that plane was a big mac from McDonalds. He was instantly amazed when he had his first American meal, in Vietnam all he ate was rice. Growing up in Vietnam my father had rice for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Every single meal was the same as yesterday, last week and last month.
I was born in Guadalajara Jalisco and raised on a small ranch called Atemajac de Brizuela. My dad left when I was small kid, but came back when I was three years old. One year later my sister was born. Once my sister was born my dad decided to come to the United States because he knew that he had better opportunities here than in Mexico. Four years after that I came to the U.S.A at the age of nine not knowing a single word of English.
Enhancing My Roots Being Mexican-American has been such a blessing to me. Growing up I would feel embarrassed to have brown skin and to my speak my first language, which is Spanish. I would feel jealous hearing the other kids speak English so well as I struggled more and was placed in English Language Development. I would detest to get pulled out of class and get asked trivial questions like “what is this?” when it was a simple book.
I had the grand honor of being born into a culturally diverse family. Although Dominican culture dominates our customs, we are 25% Middle Eastern from Lebanon, and 25% Spanish from Barcelona, Spain. The cultures have all laced into each other in such a way that I find it utterly ordinary to eat Arabic food while listening to Dominican music while serving Spanish desserts. My parents came to America at around the age that I am now, met each other, and my mom had my first sister at 18 while my father was 22. My mom went back to high school to finish her GED while my father enrolled in an institution that he never got around to finishing because his english was not well.
Before I Was Born Everyone in my close family on my mom’s side has lived and or was born in Murdo, SD except me. I was baby sat by Gloria Sund and I still go and see her but Logan told Gloria to baby sit me when I was born.
Throughout my life I have come from and created a few identities for myself. Perhaps, the most dominant identities that have been apart of my life are being an athlete and being a family orientated man. In this paper I will write about how my identities have shaped my life. First off I believe my biggest identity is being an athlete.
The aroma of home-cook Vietnamese food and the constant shift between English and Vietnamese was my life was at home. My parents would frequently share their stories of their upbringings and struggles and how life here is very different. At home I did what I was told and tried not to complain It was not because I wanted to be a good child ,but I wanted to ease the troubles in my parents life. Many things that I ask for I hear is “no” I become very frustrated at times that I do not have what my friends have.
A common symbol of New Year's Day in the United States is “Baby New Year” which is about a white male baby dressed in a diaper, a hat and a sash. People claim that “Baby New Year” grows up and ages in a single year. At the end of the year he turns old and then his role would be turned over to the next Baby New Year. Compared to the United States, Vietnamese people have the "five-fruit tray”, which on the ancestral altar during the Tet Holidays, symbolizes how Vietnamese people admire and show their gratitude to Heaven, Earth and their ancestors. Moreover, it also demonstrates their hopeful wishes for a life of plenty.
Nowadays, I see this part of my childhood it as a source of comfort rather than a setback because I realized that I was fortunate enough to have something to eat. Furthermore, rice was also the very first thing I learned to cook. One of my happiest childhood memories was of my mother teaching me how to wash the rice. She taught me how many swishes and drains the rice needed to be cleaned and how to measure the water correctly with my finger to ensure that the rice was moist and fluffy. These memories are extremely important to who I am as a person today because growing up in a traditional Vietnamese house-hold my family did not bond the way most American families did, rather, our only form of bonding was done through cooking and eating together.
I was raised in Guanajuato, Mexico and at the age of 10 I moved to Sweetwater, Texas. In the environment where I grew up was kind, respectful, and with caring people. There are many memories that I have of where I grew up. To start with I 'am blessed with a beautiful family of 5. We always support each other in whatever goal we have for the future.
Not only am I immersed in Vietnamese culture at home, but I still visit the country. Every time, I am reminded of how different the lifestyles of the United States and Vietnam are. It’s 5:00 A.M in Lương Hoà. I haven’t been here in years. The sound of church bells and roosters wake me up from my slumber.
My ethnicity is hard to label because both sides of my family culture has big influence in my life. My Mother 's side Mexican-American. I was baptised in a Catholic Church and eat traditional Mexican foods for dinner. My Dad’s side I was grown up one listening to rap music, playing sports, and eating soul food. Both cultures have also been important to me because my parents have always told me to be proud of who I am.
Although my immediate family is all white, my true family is very diverse. I grew up and still live in a diverse area where many different ethnic backgrounds surround me. When I discuss my school and all of the different friends that I have, my parents are amazed. When they grew up they went to schools that were predominantly white buildings. I attend a school where the population of Whites is under fifty percent.
At this time of year, I begin to look back at my life after 12 hard years of schooling. Throughout the course of my life, there have been many ups and downs, but these up and downs is what made me who I am today. These influences have shaped my values, attitudes and beliefs towards life. There have been many important people and events that has impacted my life. One of which is family and the media.
If you were to ask me what my dreams were before high school, I would have told you it was to simply be happy. Before high school I had such a simple life and could only think the endless possibilities I had waiting for me in the future, but now that time has come and everything is becoming a reality. All throughout life obstacles will be placed in your path, but it was not until now I realized that they are not put there to hurt you, but to make you stronger. A while ago, my mom had been married to a man named Martin, who happened to be the father of my two youngest sisters, Wanjiru and Wanjugu.
