Family Traditions Culture is an important element of self- identity and contributes to how individuals view themselves and the community they live in. Family is our foundation. If we do not have a foundation to build on‚ having a strong sense of self might be difficult. Your family is where you get your basic beliefs and understanding about life. I cannot imagine not having the family I have and them teaching me what they taught me. Beliefs‚ social values and ethics vary depending on the community
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The Funniest Thing That Ever Happened to Me I was a seven-year-old boy‚ and was fairly close to my grandparents. My family has a strong Chinese background as my grandparents were refugees who fled from China in the 1940s. My grandmother‚ just like most old Chinese people‚ did not understand even the tiniest bit of modern technology. Moreover‚ since grandfather died‚ she started to transform her house into a mini zoo. Her sheer lack of understanding in technology and her wonderful family of animals
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my mother’s family never neglected me‚ they have made my life very easy and guided. In my understanding the reason why I said they are my backbone is because as a child( Baby) I had nothing and I was seriously ill but they never abounded me. My grandparents also went far distance into the village to find a cure to my illness and my aunties & uncle used their dorm room bed sheet as a cloth for me. This is why I appreciate everything in my life because I was a nobody as a baby. The three people
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“Kenbe fem Jennifer pa lage. ” Five words in Creole I heard for the first time at the crack of dawn in the East Harlem Projects. I looked over my shoulder to see if my uncle or aunt were there but I noticed my grandfather leaning against the wall with his cane‚ next to a picture of his hometown. He looked up at me and winked. I stood in front of him in shock because he had barely spoken to me during the times I stayed with him. I needed someone to translate my grandfather’s Creole for me so I woke
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life makes me really sad. She died when I was only four years old. The memories that I have of her are very limited. I have been told so many good things about her and I long for a close relationship with my grandparents. My mother Mosa Mathurin is the first female child for my grandparents. She recalls a life of abuse. My grandfather would beat them for everything. He was an alcoholic. My mom also says that she did not feel loved in her household. She never felt pretty. My
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life. On his 16th birthday‚ his father gave him a building‚ setting his up for even more prosperity in life. If there’s one thing in my family that I’ve noticed it’s that irony seems to follow us. Oddly enough‚ it was only 16 years that my grandparents would have to remember their lush lifestyles because of the simple reason that they are Hindu. It was a muggy‚ rainy night towards the end of monsoons when the Muslims came. At the time Gandhi had achieved the separation of Britain rule over India
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relationships we all have with each other are different‚ but if I have that kind of relationship with other people‚ I say “grab them with two hands and never let them go” because I’ll probably never have the same reaction to anyone else as I do with my grandparents. With out them‚ I wouldn’t be here‚ because my parents wouldn’t be here. love can keep me going or it can stop me‚ stop me in my footsteps. My way of holding all the pain inside is believing he’s still here. Even though my family doesn’t always
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Family History Essay During the hard times in the year of 1900‚ a beautiful baby girl named Catherine was born in Seneca‚ South Carolina. Catherine was my great-grandmother. She was a mixture of Indian and African- American. She was a caramel complexion with long‚ wavy black hair. By the age of two‚ Catherine?s father gathered her and her siblings together‚ put them all into a truck and moved to Cleveland‚ Ohio. Her father hoped for a better living in Cleveland rather than their unstable‚ prejudice
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as me. Michelle came up to me and gave me a hug and said “Hola Celeste”. “Hola Michelle como estas?” “ Good and you?” “Goods good.” I laughed at her accent when she was speaking to me in english. We played for about an hour while my grandparents and her grandparents spoke to each other. Michelle asked if I wanted to walk to the store with her. I told her that i had to ask first. My grandpa told me I could go and gave me 200 pesos which equal to $9.80 I the United
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the MacDonald’s that arrived to the New World in 1779 but remained loyal to their traditions. The story is narrated from Alexander MacDonald’s eyes. He grew up in Cape Breton and orphan at the age of 3‚ he and his twin sister were raised by their Grandparents; people whose motto was “Always look after your own blood”. They lived their childhood apart from their older brothers‚ but fate pulls them back together. After his graduation day‚ Alexander joins Calum and the Scottish clan to work at the uranium
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