Personal Narrative: I Am A Chicana

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Who am I? I regularly take a moment to understand who I am and who I yearn to become. I am first defined by Anglos as an uneducated female. At the same time, to my own ethnicity and culture, I may just be an ordinary female who is destined to grow up to become a respectable and caring housewife. Without questioning these assumptions, there are moments I come to believe I should fall into the expectation. Not long after, I come to realize that I am able to reach further in the world. Being a woman from a poor community doesn’t set my destination in this world. When I encounter people I have never encountered with, once in a while, I am questioned where I am from or what my ethnicity is. As soon as I respond, “I am a Chicana from Los Angeles.” I soon get the follow up question, “Where in L.A?” and I respond “South Central.” In some scenarios, there’s an awkward silence and suddenly they talk in regards of my community as being extremely rough; which I can slightly agree. Soon after, there’s a switch in attitude towards me. A few people don’t view me as an individual who has the ability to thrive. Instead, I am an uneducated female who may have relatives or friends in gangs, involved with drugs, and overall poor.
There’s a struggle into changing the
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The confusion of who I am destined to be in life is a debate I cannot overcome. Although, I am aware of what I hope to pursue and achieve in life. There is no chance I’m living up to the expectations that people have based on my ethnicity. Yet, my culture will be carried on with me as I seek for a suitable future with the assistance of my self-determination. As I seek for liberation as an individual from my ethnicity and culture, I also seek for liberation from my gender. The “difference” between man and woman doesn’t exist. Therefore, I don’t need to be subordinate to an individual that is categorized as a

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