Similarities Between My Mexican Culture And American Culture

In my Jamaican culture we have a different Thanksgiving and Christmas ceremonies/events compared to my regular American culture. In my Dominican culture we have to travel around the world visiting different family members to celebrate those holidays with my mother's side of the family. When we flew to Jamaica, I instantly noticed the cultural changes in the way they dressed and how their music was different from American music. I started to notice where my father got his traditions from. Thanksgiving there lasts for a couple days and it's nothing but unique foods and dances. Their clothing is nothing but homemade dresses and the food always had an unknown spice to it. Not one food tasted like the other in anyway. Christmas in Jamaica was a little similar to how Americans have celebrations.
The differences are not major it's just in Jamaica Christmas was always on a beach with everyone in the villages coming together singing rituals and beating on drums around a big fire and exchanging animals, beads, and necklaces. Some people from the other villages would trade clothing and sheep wool. I feel like I liked my American culture better but I appreciated my Jamaican culture even more. The first couple of times we went to Jamaica I didn't like it, because everyone had the accent and my father has the accent
but I didn't. Growing up in Georgia made me have a Southern accent and it didn't quite match with theirs.
In my Dominican culture it’s in comparison with my Jamaican and American culture.
If I compare it to my Jamaican culture more things would be similar than in my American culture. In my Dominican culture we have Thanksgiving for a couple days as well but instead of all the relatives coming together at one house we have to go into a church and pray over the food and pray over the many people who cooked and helped prepare the meal. The dishes are a lot different than in America. For example, we have dishes that cannot even be pronounced and we have dishes that look nasty but taste really good. I remember this one day I had asked my mom a series of irrelevant
questions.
“ Mom when did you decide to carry on with these traditions?” I asked
My mother replied, “ I’ve always continued with the same traditions but never really had the chance to actually show how the tradition really is.”
I then asked, “ Why do we always go to the Dominican Republic every Thanksgiving and Christmas?”
“ Because I feel guilty for not staying, I feel like I owe it to my family for leaving unannounced and without a care.They deserve to know that I’m still thinking about them when it's time for family to come together.” My mother stated.
The only problem I had with having different Thanksgivings and Christmas’ was the constant traveling. I never really understood the meaning of traveling until my mother died and my grandma told me that she knew that day would come when I would be able to understand why we did it. We traveled because my family wanted nothing but to see my mother before she went. They wanted to see her smile every chance that they could. For my father, his side of the family just wanted to see twin and I. Just to see what we were doing and to see where we came from.