Personal Narrative: My Diverse Culture

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Throughout my life I have been part many diverse cultures and of many community that contain a wide range of race and ethnicity. I was born in Ecuador and moving to the United States was a huge slap in the face. The culture and the way thing were done here compared to my home country was totally different. The life style in Ecuador was harsh and unpleasing but in the states life was so much more pleasurable with all the opportunities that are given me. The only problem is that people where closed minded. Growing up in a very poor country, I learned that you can’t judge people because you don’t know what they are going through. For culture to thrive everyone has to be opened minded and understanding. With all the experience I have had from

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