Personal Narrative: My Family Biased Traditions

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I grew up in a small town where people consider daughters should help support the family and get married at young age while sons should go to schools as a norm. my mom is a product of this biased tradition: she started working after being removed from school at third grade and was arranged to marry my dad by her parents at the age of 16. Due to financial struggles, my dad wanted me to drop out of school early and start working but my mom absolutely opposed to it. To keep me in school and food on the table, my mom had to work two jobs. She left for work at early morning and came home at late evening, so I only saw her on the weekend. My parents had to work long hours, so my aunt often take care of me. She picked me up from school and took me

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