Mi Cultura Especial Means To My Culture

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Mi cultura es muy especial translates to my culture is very special. It certainly is. From a young age, I was taught to be independent. My parents expected me to do my chores and help around the house because “nobody was going to do it for me” and that was the way my parents were raised. I distinctly remember being four and doing the dishes and being around six and ironing my own clothes. I hated doing it because I was told to do it. My parents made me feel like a child. However, a few years after that, I began to enjoy the satisfaction of moping and making my own meals.

These are all events in which I had to be independent and for a while I thought I was. However, it was not until I was around twelve years old when I realized that I was the rock in my family. My parents are both immigrants from Mexico and thus their main language is Spanish. Therefore, they were not able to do much in terms of speaking up for me or even themselves in some cases. Every time my mother had to be admitted into the hospital, I was the one who had to go along with her because I spoke English and could translate for her. If something ever broke in the house and we had to call customer service, I’d be the one who had to talk since I was the one who spoke English.

I despised this. Every time something broke, I knew my parents would be going after me in hopes of having me
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My parents and I agreed that I had to transfer to another school that was a lot closer to home since the commute was a waste of valuable time. We had to go to several schools to ask if they had any spaces available to which most schools alluded to not having. When we arrived at each of those schools, I had to speak up for myself. My dad was basically the chauffeur and the one to sign the paperwork. But I had to ask and convince people to admit

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