Personal Narrative: My Grandma Is Asking

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“My grandma is asking, ‘How are you?’.” That is a common phrase I have been saying since I was little. Translating for my grandparents has become second nature for me because I do it so often. All of my grandparents were born and raised in Portugal and moved to different countries to work and create a life for their families. Because of this, my mother was born in America and my father was born in Venezuela. I grew up learning about three different cultures: American, Portuguese, and Venezuelan. This has taught me so much about diversity in our country. Translating for my grandparents hasn’t always been the easiest thing for me. I wasn’t always fluent in Portuguese because the majority of my time I was speaking English and not Portuguese.

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