My grandmother Vidalia Garcia was born on September 15th, 1945 and was later adopted by Pedro and Herlinda Garcia in 1946 when she was One years old. Although I never had the pleasure of meeting my great grandparents from what my grandmother could tell me in her interview they were pretty strict. She didn’t have much of a childhood growing up her parents were always around and anytime she wanted to go out to the movies they would always have to go with her or else she wasn’t allowed to go.
Being able to have private conversations on a cell phone unlike today is not the easiest task to do. On September 11th, 1946 we had the 1st mobile long distance car to car telephone conversation. In a time now where technology and cell phones are evolving everyday to think back to the day where the first mobile communication was discovered is amazing. If someone were to say that I’m going to invent the first car telephone you would look at them as if they were crazy but who would have thought that after all these years something so small would become so incredibly important. Imagine how technology today could have turned out if not for that first car telephone. Would technology be as evolved as it is? Would we even have IPhones?
The most important person to my grandmother is my mom Dolores born on May 22nd, 1966.
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She’s the old school type of grandmother where she sticks to what the bible says that marriage is supposed to be only one man and one women. On June 26th, 2015 the US Supreme Court rules 5-4 for same sex marriage to be legalized across the United States. To my surprise my grandmother doesn’t agree with same sex marriage. There will always be people who will not agree with things that you believe should be allowed to everyone. I for one agree with same sex marriage if the time is to come I would love to see my uncle get
She never graduated from the third grade. Yet she's managed to travel the world, raising 6 kids and 10 grand kids and many great-grand children. Not to mention she could make the best banana pudding. I've known my sweet granny all my life. She was a nurturing soul.
In Julia Alvarez’s book, How the Garcia Girl Lost Their Accents, the best literary theory to analyze the book with is Formalism, specifically looking at the recurrence of Yolonda feeling as if they don't belong, to demonstrate the greater immigrant experience during the time period. After Yolonda has lived in the United States for a while, she heads off on her own to college. She notices how her peers act differently than her, “...I cursed my immigrant origins. If only I too had been born in Connecticut or Virginia, I too would understand the jokes everyone was making in the last two digits of the year, 1969. I too would be having sex and smoking dope; I too would have suntanned parents who took me skiing in Colorado over Christmas break, and
My grandmother never knew her grandparents. They had all passed before she ever got the opportunity to meet them and converse about their family’s history. She regrets not getting to see her grandparents and says that that is the reason she tries to be the best grandmother she can
As a Cuban-born woman, my expected role in society is clearly defined; my thoughts and personality have a mold into which they must fit. However, a month before my fifth birthday my family made the decision to move to the United States and in doing so liberated me from these expectations and gave me the freedom to explore my own interests and beliefs. Ten years later, they were making preparations for my Quinciañera. Due to my Cuban heritage, my coming of age was set to be commemorated by a very long and very expensive night of food, dance, and family. For the same cost as the down payment on a relatively small house, I would be given the opportunity to put on a show in a dress that restricted my airways and provide food and drink for about
I was sitting in the tattoo parlor with my head resting on the black leather chair staring at my mom from the corner of my eye. I could not tell if she wanted to curse everyone in the room or cry, I came to the conclusion that it was it was probably both. In my mom’s words, I was getting a hole drilled into my nose. In my words, it was a nose piercing. This was the biggest fight I’ve ever had with my mom.
“Everyday Use” by Alice Walker is a story told by an African American woman who receives a visit from her daughter Dee. Mama, along with her other daughter Maggie, live a poor life in the South while Dee has created a successful life for herself. Mama and Maggie clinch to their roots and heritage while Dee would rather get as far away as possible. Upon her return home Dee draws her attention to a specific quilt. The particular quilt and the title of the short story are the centers of what it means to encompass one’s culture into their everyday life.
19 years ago today in a Hispanic house hold two parents three siblings and the world to conquer. Screaming, laughing, learning and growing molded this one young lady to overcome all statics .Factors such as birthplace, extracurricular activities and the simple thing she couldn’t control, her origin were deciding factors for where she is present day. New York, the city that never sleeps, a city diverse in all aspects of life, the city where it all started. 18 years growing up in Harlem wasn’t all it was cracked up to be especially for a young Hispanic female. Being surrounded with drugs, violence and public disobedience were some of the easiest of distractions that I encountered every day.
It is apparent that the grandmother practices older traditions when compared to the other members of her family,
I am Juan Carlos Gomez and I am a proud Mexican-Salvadorian. In the seventeen years that I have been alive, I have been living in a trailer. I live with only my mom as her job is working in a kitchen at South Lyon County Hospital. I am very hard worker as I try my best in everything I do. I make sure that I give my all all the time in order to go further in my life.
The 1970s “While living in America when I attended Harvard in the 1970s, I saw for myself the awesome, almost miraculous, power of a people to change policy through democratic means.” (Benazir Bhutto). The 1970s was a time of technological advances, government injustice and movements towards equality. Between doubts about the U.S. president, Richard Nixon, changes in communication due to the cell phone, and America’s steps towards equal rights, the 1970s was a decade of surprise and perseverance.
In Lynda Barry’s essay “The Sanctuary of School” the author gives her personal feelings about the education system and when times get hard the first thing to go from the schools are the art programs and the after school care. She than talks about how her home was not a safe and stable place to live with her brother and she found her school to be a safe haven. I also have a sanctuary and peaceful place I run to when I needs to get peace and it’s my grandmother house.
Appreciating your loved ones is a big thing in life. Like you have to thank the woman that gave birth to you and the people who love you and care about you. But in the story, Constancia does not appreciate her grandmother. She thinks she is weird and she doesn’t appreciate her at all. In the story she walk behind her from a distance because she is afraid that someone she knows might see her and she doesn’t want to be embarrassed.
The Story of the Vargas Family “Rosa Vargas’ kids are too many and too much. It’s not her fault, you know, except she is their mother and only one against so many” (Cisneros 29). In the novel The House on Mango Street, the author, Sandra Cisneros, touches on the many negative consequences of a single, impoverished mother raising an overwhelming amount of children. Poverty, discrimination, parental and neighborly responsibility, and respect are all issues and social forces that act upon the family; their presence or lack thereof cause several grisly occurrences to take place. Poverty was almost like a curse given to Rosa Vargas by her husband, who “left without even leaving a dollar for bologna or a note explaining how come” (29).
How you, as a social worker, might interpret the needs of Paula Cortez, the client, through the two cultural lenses you selected. How you, as a social specialist, may decipher the requirements of Paula Cortez, the customer, through the two social focal points you chose. Cultural competence in social work is the primary guideline of social work education and practice. According to Carpenter (2016) As the population in the United States continues to diversify rapidly, the requirement for culturally competent social work administrations is similarly as essential as it ever has been.
Ana Buha is a wise woman from a small place in the heart of Bosnia & Herzegovina called Vitez. She is a hard-working mother and wife. Ana is my grandmother who gave everything to her three kids: my mom, and two of my uncles. She is one of the most interesting and funny people I know. Her life stories make me cry and laugh at the same time.