Personal Narrative: My Sociological Imagination

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With everyone having sociological imagination in everyone’s heads, they look at me as the fat kid who would just fail in school with bad friends who do drugs, marijuana, and drink alcohol. The 1 percent of the people would pretty much see my family as a poor family living with 7 children and survives on food stamps. Well, they’re pretty much wrong. My family is very hard-working and every night my father and mother have to go to clean restaurants, which means that I don’t even get to see my parents until school ends. People who hired my parents also pretty much think that my family is very poor and desperately needs money. You see, my parents are illegal immigrants who had very difficult starts when they finally entered the United States for better jobs. Before they migrated to the United States, …show more content…

My father got a job to clean a restaurant every night of his life and he still cleans that restaurant to this day. Ever since that has happen he has gotten another job, now working with 2 restaurants every night. Then all of a sudden, a third job, so that means, three jobs in every night of his life until he retires. With all of these jobs, this affects me since I don’t always get to see my father. At the same time he does this to feed his family, which consists of my brother, my mother, and me, a family of four. While doing his job, he also does this to give me and my brother an education to try to not let us be stuck with low pay wage job or become homeless. My father wants me to be able to go to a university and become that 1 percent and to have a good job, car, and home, but all of that can only be achieved through hard work. All of this inspires me to keep working on my education and to keep all of my grades up and high. Then, there’s the outside world problems. One would be the Donald Trump problem and the ICE immigration deportation event that’s going on right