Personal Narrative: I Believe In Vietnamese Traditions

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When asked, “What do you believe in?,” some kids might say something cliché like,” I believe sometimes you have to lie to not hurt others.” Some people might even say something irrelevant like, “I believe in dragons.” Some are super original and creative with their beliefs. I, myself, don’t know what I believe in. So what kind of kid am I? I’m not sure but I can tell you this I am two kids in one.

Sometimes I feel as if I live in two different worlds. At home, I live with my parents and brother. We speak Vietnamese, and we are not an average American family. I have Vietnamese traditions that some people never heard of in their lifetime. I follow Vietnamese morals that are a lot more strict and demanding than most kids in the U.S. I celebrate holidays that most people can’t even pronounce. The dinners I have everyday don't always contain mash potatoes or meatloaf. They have a variety of
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Every year it seems to be the same. It doesn’t get worse, but it doesn’t get better. I started my first year of high school in September of 2014 and high school is supposed to be where you find yourself. I have never believed in that. I’ve always questioned how a person can possibly find themself when they are constantly being judged, which is a very popular activity that high schoolers do. At Avondale, I learned very quickly that the atmosphere is incredible. You feel like one big family, like you belong. With this atmosphere comes many school wide assemblies. My favorite assembly would be the diversity assembly. The diversity assembly is amazing. It is ran by the diversity club and it features many talents. However, it is different from a talent show because these acts are based from certain cultures. There were singers who sang in different languages, there was an Indian dance, and there was also a documentary about one of the foreign exchange students at the school. Everything was very

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