Personal Narrative: Growing Up In A Family With Immigrant Parents

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Growing up in a family with immigrant parents was not easy. Watching my parents freeze up every time a police officer pulled up next to them was anything but pleasurable. It was an anxiety felt by the whole family not just my parents. My parents, brother, and I endured many of these times throughout the years I’ve been growing up. Even though these were unfortunate moments, we all learned positive things from them. We learned to value education and family because they are the essential things that are going to help us progress in this world. Fortunately, these grim times are behind us because my parents received their legal residencies a few years ago. This ended a very dark time that we had to overcome because of the consistent fear …show more content…
Despite all the outside factors we had to endure, we are as close as could possibly be. In every task I ever had to overcome, my family was always behind me supporting me in every aspect. Especially my parents, they would go to the moon and back in order to help me become successful. My parents have gone through many shameful experiences in order to help with my academics. For instance, when I was involved with the school’s orchestra, I did not own a violin so I needed to rent one. Since my parents weren’t eligible to rent one because they didn’t own a driver’s license, which was required at the local music store to rent an instrument. So the only option left was to ask my aunt to rent it for me, something very embarrassing to our family. Experiences like this changed my life in a very dramatic way. It made me realize that my parents would truly do anything to help me succeed in life. This gave me the inspiration to work my tail off to have excellent grades so I can make my parents proud. It made me truly realize that anything was possible with a good work ethic and a supportive family. After this experience of my parents dedication to help me and other experiences similar to it, I took my academics into a whole other gear, a mindset that I carry on to this very

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