Reflection on my Childhood
When I was growing up, I was constantly reminded of who I am. I am Navajo, also, known as Diné from the Navajo Nation. I was born on December of 1979 in Tuba City, Az. My parents have instilled into me to be no less of where they came from directing to the high rate of poverty and unemployment on the Navajo Nation. My father was a hard worker and a sole provider for the family of 13, which included my grandmother, nieces, and nephews. My mother who was sent to boarding school at a young age, also, has presented to me the sacrifices and hard work will provide for the best in the future. I assumed we were a middle class family growing up and I was often told not to take anything for granted. This is why I believe …show more content…
I had to be home and inside by sun down because that is when evil beings were out. I had the chance to attend a few school functions and I was not allowed to sleepover at friend’s homes or could not have friends over. I deem that it is due to my older sister getting pregnant at 15. My parents thought that it was the best way to manage and from it occurring again, which I understand. Some of my friends who were allowed to do what they wanted began have children in high school. It seems they didn 't have the chance to go out an explore life after high school. This enlightened me that my parent’s wanted the best for …show more content…
In 1990, during a high school graduation, I sat there with my father and watched several students receive the ‘Chief Manuelito Scholarship’. This scholarship was established by the Navajo Nation in 1980 for high achieving students. My father looked down to me and expressed, “I want you to do your best and get that scholarship.” At that point, he set the standard. Unfortunately, I was not able to receive that honor. After high school I attended the local community college, and I had to get a full time job. After 16 years later, I finally had the opportunity to return and obtain my education. During the second semester of my junior year at ASU, I was proud to share with my parents that I had the honor of obtaining the Chief Manuelito Scholarship. That was one of my proudest moments that I had accomplished my goal and one my father’s request.
Growing up as the youngest, I’ve always had protectors. My siblings were my babysitters, cooks, company, friends, and rivals when my parents were out on business trips. Having them in my life gave me insight of my life goals. My older sister began having a family at an early age and I would think to myself, “Do I want that type of life?” She was struggling to support her children financially. Contemplating my future, I realized that’s not the lifestyle I wanted to lead. I wanted to strive for the
When I was growing up, I was constantly reminded of who I am. I am Navajo, also, known as Diné from the Navajo Nation. I was born on December of 1979 in Tuba City, Az. My parents have instilled into me to be no less of where they came from directing to the high rate of poverty and unemployment on the Navajo Nation. My father was a hard worker and a sole provider for the family of 13, which included my grandmother, nieces, and nephews. My mother who was sent to boarding school at a young age, also, has presented to me the sacrifices and hard work will provide for the best in the future. I assumed we were a middle class family growing up and I was often told not to take anything for granted. This is why I believe …show more content…
I had to be home and inside by sun down because that is when evil beings were out. I had the chance to attend a few school functions and I was not allowed to sleepover at friend’s homes or could not have friends over. I deem that it is due to my older sister getting pregnant at 15. My parents thought that it was the best way to manage and from it occurring again, which I understand. Some of my friends who were allowed to do what they wanted began have children in high school. It seems they didn 't have the chance to go out an explore life after high school. This enlightened me that my parent’s wanted the best for …show more content…
In 1990, during a high school graduation, I sat there with my father and watched several students receive the ‘Chief Manuelito Scholarship’. This scholarship was established by the Navajo Nation in 1980 for high achieving students. My father looked down to me and expressed, “I want you to do your best and get that scholarship.” At that point, he set the standard. Unfortunately, I was not able to receive that honor. After high school I attended the local community college, and I had to get a full time job. After 16 years later, I finally had the opportunity to return and obtain my education. During the second semester of my junior year at ASU, I was proud to share with my parents that I had the honor of obtaining the Chief Manuelito Scholarship. That was one of my proudest moments that I had accomplished my goal and one my father’s request.
Growing up as the youngest, I’ve always had protectors. My siblings were my babysitters, cooks, company, friends, and rivals when my parents were out on business trips. Having them in my life gave me insight of my life goals. My older sister began having a family at an early age and I would think to myself, “Do I want that type of life?” She was struggling to support her children financially. Contemplating my future, I realized that’s not the lifestyle I wanted to lead. I wanted to strive for the