I questioned why my father left and why my mom and I moved. What I realize now is that, without my parents divorcing, I could not have received the opportunities afforded to me. A few years after my mom got divorced, she remarried and I gained a man who I now call my dad.
We’re a very large family, but we’ve become smaller over the past 10 years. My family is broken into pieces. My father died on July 2, 2010 when I was 7 years of age. The other side of our family turned completely on my mother when they accused her of being the reason he passed away. My mother’s father and my dad’s family sent my mother to court.
My family consist of five people: my mother, father, sister, brother, and me. My dad works as a landscaper. My mom works at Ross dress for less, she works in taking out the merchandise from the boxes and putting them on the hangers, she has been working there for almost 10 years now. My parents immigrated here from Mexico to America a long time ago, before I was born, making them immigrants. My sister is 13 years old and my brother is 15.
Growing up in a hispanic family directly affected the environment I was exposed to. Everyone around me always greatly emphasized the importance of family, being humble, and being generous.. My teachers, friends, family, and loved ones majorly impacted me and shaped me into who I am today.
I just didn’t understand why my dad didn’t want to be a family anymore and why he didn’t want anything to do with us kids. I hated him, every time he asked me to do something with him I would say I was busy when I wasn’t, or just not even answer. The divorce got finalized my sophomore year, and since I was 16 I didn’t have to see my dad on certain days I could just live with my
Next, my mom started yelling at him because he lost his job with drinking and drugs. Finally, my mom told my dad that he has a drinking problem and that she was going to move out. Also because he wasn’t treating her right by cheating and having an affair with another woman. Kelsey, my mom, and I then move out after they have had enough with all the yelling and fighting. My mom and dad soon then got divorced and all goes good but only for a while.
I was left with the short end of the stick. My mother 's health was rapidly becoming worse, countless unpaid bills, and barely no food on the table. I had no choice but to get a job. Though, my brothers were able to help out when I worked. I missed countless days of school and my grades quickly diminish.
Latino blood Being Hispanic for me means belonging to a group of incredible people and remarkable traditions. I defined my culture in four major categories. One major category is Jalisco, Mexico, the beautiful place I grew up in, landmarks and traditions are important for my Hispanic culture and the most important one my education. Us as jaliscienses are known worldwide for Mariachi and the vast gamma of exquisite food. In addition, the importance of my education that ultimately defines my identity as a person of society.
I had the grand honor of being born into a culturally diverse family. Although Dominican culture dominates our customs, we are 25% Middle Eastern from Lebanon, and 25% Spanish from Barcelona, Spain. The cultures have all laced into each other in such a way that I find it utterly ordinary to eat Arabic food while listening to Dominican music while serving Spanish desserts. My parents came to America at around the age that I am now, met each other, and my mom had my first sister at 18 while my father was 22. My mom went back to high school to finish her GED while my father enrolled in an institution that he never got around to finishing because his english was not well.
They also served as caregivers, but not to the certain extent as my grandparents. In my opinion, the more uncles and aunts that are involved in the child’s life, the more influence they will have on that child. Also, it helps boost self-esteem. In other words, constant encouragement and motivation from various sources more than likely will boost self-esteem because a child will have so much influence on his or her life that pessimistic comments will not cause the child to become socially isolated from those around him or her. This very concept applies to my life.
Grandpa was in abusive partner towards my grandma. She only stayed with him because she didn’t like the idea of being a single mother. Until the day she couldn’t take it no more. I knew the problems, money problems, relationship problems between my mom and dad” grandma and grandpa. I always did my best
I then somehow gather the power and decided to struggle for my livelihood and my mother. I left my studies because I had no money to continue them and I don’t want my mother to handle more burden. I started a job and along some teaching classes to small kids. After a hard period of one year, I was able enough to continue my studies and now my only mission is to become someone on whom my father get proud of and then I will ask him why he did all of this to us . This is the reason I don’t make friends nor talk useless to someone.