Personal Narrative: My Journey To Nicaragua

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Commencing Unbound A lurid, fuchsia dress with generously powdered glitter and blaring, familiar music danced to by relatives you weren't even aware were relatives are trademarks of the traditional rite of passage into adulthood in my culture and one I never had the pleasure to experience due to my family's financial situation at that time. Still, my own stride into coming of age was too one with renowned garb, although much less garish. Familiar music playing in the background and only my immediate family sat close to the stage in awe to watch me. Graduating from my esteemed high school, Design and Architecture Senior High (DASH), was the omega to the alpha of my future. That experience both humbled me and triggered the tenacity in me to …show more content…
My parents had always stressed that the one thing that they wanted for me and my siblings is for us to achieve all the things they were not able to, but would benefit us greatly. In their adolescence, Nicaragua was facing a grave revolution and my parents had to flee to the United States straight out of high school in order to avoid it. The money they left with was limited and they had to get straight to working full-time if they wanted to sustain themselves and a family in new borders; college became a mere reverie and that concept was enforced when children came into frame. They still never stopped teaching us and insisting on the importance of a good education and a passion for knowledge seeking. Being accepted into DASH made me the first of their children to attend a magnet school and more so of such high artistic and academic standards and its made them extremely proud. Transitioning from a middle school setting to a high school setting is not a simple step for everyone, but I had been blessed enough to be attending a school that has found the perfect balance between high school and preparation for a college/art industry experience. This crossing into a different school signifies a graceful slide from childhood into adulthood as we are considered

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