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Personal Narrative: My Family And Traditions Of A Cuban Family

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As a member of a mainly Cuban family, some of the traditions that my family shared in Cuba where brought to the United States with them. Though I myself was not born in Cuba, there are many traditions that my family has passed on to me, for example the most common would be a quiencienera. This tradition honors the transition of a young lady to a grown women. Another example would be the fact that in Cuba the majority of the population is catholic, thus my family decided to remain practicing the religion even though they reached a country, more so a state with so much cultural diversity, and a variety of different opinion, yet still they remained believing in there old costumes and beliefs. Though things have changed, because of the influence

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