Personal Narrative: My Family Traditions

My mother and family feel the same way about my friends that are different than us. One year while I was in college during the Easter break I had to stay an extra day at school. While I was there I noticed that there were still some girls left at school in my sorority house. I asked why they weren’t going home for the weekend and they told me that they were Jewish so it wasn’t an important holiday to be home. There was no reason to go home if their families were not all getting together. I told my mother this on the phone that day and she invited all of them over for Easter Sunday. These five girls ended up coming with me to my uncle’s house and joined my family for dinner. It was fun to teach them about my religion and the different traditions we had for Easter. They also explained some of their own family traditions that they participate in with their family. This holiday became one of my favorite memories from Easter with my friends and family. …show more content…
I had always wanted to visit Italy since I was a little girl. This is probably because of my childhood and all the customs that I have experienced from that culture. I had a choice to either spend the semester on the beach in Australia with some of my friends, or spend the time in Italy with people I didn’t know from other schools. It was a tough decision however, I knew that it would be a once in a life time experience to spend an extended amount of time in a place where much of my family has come from. I was correct in that thought. It was definitely the best experience of my life so far. It was a wonderful opportunity to learn about why I do some of the things I do in my family and the history behind it. I also learned knew traditions that I did not know previously and brought them home to my family. I had never felt so close to who I was and where I came from