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Personal Narrative: My Family Heritage

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My family heritage has played a large role in the person I have decided to become. Culturally in my family the wife is suppose to follow the husband and the wife does all house tasks. I was in disagreement with this idea. I personally believe that the title in the house was divided equally for wife and husband. This all affected me academically. I wanted to be someone in life so I wouldn't be at home doing wife tasks. I want to provide help to other not just my house or my husband so I focus on my studies. Socially I became more strong and independent. I never felt set in my culture I always wanted to be different, someone who is strong and independent.

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