Personal Narrative: My Neighborhood In Uruguay

Growing up Uruguayan

I was born in a Uruguayan family, and it couldn’t be any better. Both my mother and father were born and raised in Uruguay, and didn’t come to the United States until they were 21. For them, it wasn’t a normal stroll through the park, they had to face many challenges. My parents chose to pack up their things and leave their families behind to start a new chapter. Being a part of a Uruguayan family is such an incredible thing. Everything is different compared to the American lifestyle. Uruguay is such a unique country, where some people don’t even know it exists.

Uruguay is a beautiful little country founded on the east coast of South America, south of Brazil and east of Argentina, it’s compared to be the size of Oklahoma. The country consists of a low, rolling plain in the south and a low plateau in the north. Uruguay was inhabited by indigenous people, the Charrúas, but it wasn’t for long until

It is drunk at home, at work, at the beach, at soccer games, public places, basically anywhere. As to drinking it, there is no specific time where you have to drink it, you can drink it in the morning, afternoon, night, and it honestly doesn’t matter. Us Uruguayans don’t eat breakfast we just drink mate and wait for our “lunch” or as we call it “la picada” where we eat “fiambres y quesos” (meats and cheeses with bread or crackers.) After we eat that we wait for our dinner which is generally eaten at like eight or nine at night. Our dinner is the biggest meal of our entire day, this is where we cook asado (barbequed meat) and accompany it with ensalada rusa (Russian salad). For our more elaborate meals, they are eaten at birthdays, and every other special occasion. The most important special meal of the year is the Christmas Eve