Personal Narrative: My Pursuit Of Higher Education
As time elapses, I find myself appreciating the conditions brought about by my past. All my life I have been engulfed within the vivid Mexican culture that was taught to me within a single parent household; one of which held an immense military presence. I was molded by these circumstances, and have been taught vital lessons that aid me in my pursuit of a better life and future. My upbringing is a daily reminder of my roots; where I come from, who I come from, why I became the person I am today, and the reason I want to pursue this significant path to commence the journey to strive for a higher education.
Both of my parents have a Mexican ethnicity, which I share and am lucky enough to indulge in. Being born to a couple that met in the
sister city of Laredo, TX, called Nuevo Laredo, I was exposed to the destination in which my ethnicity and nationality merge together. All my life I have celebrated the different traditions of my Mexican heritage, while indulging in the American traditions of my nationality. I celebrate El Día de Reyes, Three Kings’ Day, or Día de la Independència, Independence Day, while also reveling in holidays like Thanksgiving or the Fourth of July. I have the privilege to enjoy the contrasting cuisines, and speak bilingually to those in both countries. I have traveled deep into the heart of Mexico, and bathed in its geographical beauty, the strong will of its people despite living in poverty, and festive traditions done in its native land. Just across the river that segregates the two countries is a civilization filled with people who live different lifestyles and who earn their keep by doing small labors which include; washing windshields, and exchanging candies or homemade crafts for a donation. Witnessing situations such as these have crafted me into a humble individual, and has allowed me to appreciate the opportunities I have within hands’ grasp. Despite the celebrations and cuisines of my heritage, poverty and mistreatment corrupt the luscious lands. Embracing my heritage is not only about celebrating the festivals or indulging in the rich cuisine, but about not allowing opportunities to pass me by.
Both of my parents have a Mexican ethnicity, which I share and am lucky enough to indulge in. Being born to a couple that met in the
sister city of Laredo, TX, called Nuevo Laredo, I was exposed to the destination in which my ethnicity and nationality merge together. All my life I have celebrated the different traditions of my Mexican heritage, while indulging in the American traditions of my nationality. I celebrate El Día de Reyes, Three Kings’ Day, or Día de la Independència, Independence Day, while also reveling in holidays like Thanksgiving or the Fourth of July. I have the privilege to enjoy the contrasting cuisines, and speak bilingually to those in both countries. I have traveled deep into the heart of Mexico, and bathed in its geographical beauty, the strong will of its people despite living in poverty, and festive traditions done in its native land. Just across the river that segregates the two countries is a civilization filled with people who live different lifestyles and who earn their keep by doing small labors which include; washing windshields, and exchanging candies or homemade crafts for a donation. Witnessing situations such as these have crafted me into a humble individual, and has allowed me to appreciate the opportunities I have within hands’ grasp. Despite the celebrations and cuisines of my heritage, poverty and mistreatment corrupt the luscious lands. Embracing my heritage is not only about celebrating the festivals or indulging in the rich cuisine, but about not allowing opportunities to pass me by.