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Personal Narrative: My Trip To Chile

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The only location that I was aware of is Miami, FL, until the age of eleven. When my mother told me and my sister that we were going to visit a place called Chile, it was an exciting feeling of what I was about to experience. Visiting a different area there are so many expectations on how the environment will be, the strangers to encounter, and being different to others. At being such a young age my imagination will run wild on how the environment will be. The moment I stepped out of the air-port was when I wanted to enter back inside. It was freezing outside that my hands became icy within minutes and my own breath appeared in the air. Two big jackets were covered over me, but my body still shivered as the cold wind blasted in my face. …show more content…

The only family that lived back in Miami with me is my mom, my dad, and my sister. There was never a grandma, grandpa, aunt, or uncle. I never knew what any of that meant until I went to Chile. In Hispanic culture we usually say hello to someone with a kiss from the cheek. Not knowing none of that during that time, they lean in to say hello to me and I extended my hand right in front of their body to give them a handshake. They looked down at me confuse, but smile and gave me a handshake. My mother explains to them afterwards that we didn’t know them very well and to give us time to warm up to them. They stared at me and my sister with great curiosity in every moved we made, so we hide behind our mother feeling shy and uncomfortable. There were so many questions that came to mind, because everything was a mystery with them of who they …show more content…

It never really mattered in Miami much, because it is a city that is very diverse. When I went to Chile though, that is when I pay close attention to the details more. In Chile, it is extremely rare to find a person who is dark skin. Everyone there looks the same with their light white skin, brown eyes, dark brown hair, and rosy cheeks. Especially the accent is the same which mine is more of an American accent. In other words, I felt out of place even though I was part

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