Examples Of Sociological Autobiography

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To begin, both of my parents were born and raised in the Dominican Republic, living about 30 minutes away from each other, yet they met in the neighboring island of Puerto Rico. Even though I consider myself Dominican, since both of my families are so, I was born in Puerto Rico. More specifically, I was born in Hato Rey, Puerto Rico, on Monday, April 14, 1997 at 9am in the Auxilio Mutuo Hospital. I consider myself to have a dual identity because of this, being part of two cultures at the same time, yet not being one nor the other. In my younger years, my family and I shifted from moving and living between my parents homeland, the Dominican Republic, and mine, Puerto Rico. Being the daughter of Dominican parents and living in Puerto Rico did not really affect me so much culturally because I do not fit the mold of what a Dominican is supposed to look like to other people. I am light skinned have straight hair and have been told that my spanish is not “dominican” enough. It is stereotyped that Dominicans are darked
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When I was around 7 years old, my mother discovered that my father had been unfaithful during their marriage, and a divorce shortly initiated. Once the divorce was settled, my mother, my brother, and I moved to our current residence in Lynn, Massachusetts. My mother decided to move from Puerto Rico to the United States and specifically to Massachusetts because my mother wanted to be closer to her family. All of my mother’s extended family lives in the city we live in. Moving to United States was a big culture shock in my life. Everything was new and different. I had to adjust to the weather, had met new extended family that I never had contact with before, I had to learn a new language and a lot of others obstacles. In the end I overcame these adversities. They helped me become the person that I have become

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