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Personal Narrative: The Two Social Norms
The two social norms I decided to violate were, speaking to family and friends in a voice much louder than my regular volume during regular conversation, I took my boyfriend’s spot on the couch, dinner table and the bed, and I told my son he could watch whatever he wanted and observed what it was he liked to watch.
Each Sunday my family comes together to eat and socialize. We talk about all sorts of things and attempt to solve and disagreement that have happened. This past Sunday, when I went to my bothers home I greeted everyone in my normal tone of voice. As we started to talk through the course of the meal, I elevated my tone to just make sure I was loud. This was so hard for me because when I am normally up to something I crack up at the first person’s reaction busting my agenda out. Anyway, my mother decided we were going to talk about why my brother refuses to go to my sister’s wedding. Each member of the family told what they felt …show more content…
Once the behavior that is not normal activity was pointed out it seemed as if my family had the courage to stand up and address it also. This showed me that many do not wish to help solve the issue alone. They would rather deal with it before confronting the problem.
In my own personal home we have a strict schedule that is followed. We have dinner and then family time activities. On Wednesday, I while we were getting ready to eat, I set the table, and then sat down in my boyfriend’s spot at our table. Once I gained control of my laughing, I called both my son and boyfriend in to the dining area to eat. Not looking at my boyfriend as he entered, I immediately felt him hesitate as he sat in my spot. The entire night he tried to make eye contact with me. He does this to see what I am thinking and to check my vibe out. Dinner was complete, but my mission was
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