My family has always been the most important thing to me. I feel very fortunate to have this big group of people supporting and loving me throughout my life. I’m from a big Italian Family. We spend most of our time at family parties in the kitchen. We tell the same stories over and over again‚ and somehow they are still funny. I have around 30 cousins and around 20 Aunts and Uncles. There is always someone to call and always someone to help out‚ when it’s needed. We were raised to put family first
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Taking into consideration my Libyan heritage‚ one might say I was able to experience the best of both worlds as a first generation Libyan-American. They wouldn’t be wrong‚ growing up‚ I was influenced by the cultural aspect of a Libyan as an American citizen. I partook in many common Libyan traditions‚ for instance‚ I would eat couscous most nights for dinner and learned how to play the darbuka‚ a Libyan drum held sideways and played with the fingers. I was convinced that everyone lived this way
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Our family car was a very reliable bronze Nissan Murano‚ this car had been part of the family for at least 5 years‚ it had taken us to Mcdonald’s trillions of times. However much we loved this car for it’s design‚ it would not save us from what was in our fates on that particular day. My mom‚ brother and I were on our way to one of my friend’s house and he lives approximately 15 minutes out of California‚ Missouri if you take the highway. We were driving approximately sixty miles per hour and we
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I feel as if I grew up in a pretty normal family‚ I had two siblings one brother one sister‚ my parents were together the entire time‚ and I feel very lucky because some people were brought up in unfavorable situations. My families beliefs I guess you could say are pretty traditional which I’d say has influenced my life in a way. By coming up this way the way I judged whether something was right or wrong I judged based upon my beliefs and by what my parents would consider to be right or wrong. An
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What is your name? My full name in english is Andy Chang‚ and my chinese name is 张滔(Zhang Tao). I do not think there is a meaning behind my english name. My parents told me that the reason they gave me the name “Andy” is because they wanted a name to be easily remembered and called. How do you define yourself & WHY? I consider myself as a Chinese racially‚ culturally‚ and ethnically. First‚ I am racially Chinese because my genetic is pure Chinese. My physical appearances are black hair‚ black eye
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cultures or ethnicity to diversify the community. A Hispanic family living in such an isolated community takes a toll on the way we view the world. This environment has indulged my curiosity. Being the second youngest sibling of my family of seven has allowed me to learn from my older brothers‚ and have the privilege to be a leader to my little brother and serve as a role model to him. Though none of my family members went to college‚ and my parent’s highest education being a high school diploma‚ it
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was born into an Iranian family of four. I am the eldest son. I have a younger brother who is 32 years old and currently lives in Canada with his wife and our father. My both parents are retired teachers. In Iran we were a small family with average income. I would describe my childhood years as very mixed. For the most years I have had a happy childhood‚ however due to my parents continuous conflict and fighting at home‚ sometimes during my childhood years were stressful. My parents eventually ended
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The disappearance of my dad changed everything. It all started with a phone call. The message‚ echoing in my ear like a gunshot‚ was clear: my dad will move to China without us. At the time my father did not tell me the exact reason for his departure‚ but I read recently in a magazine that he was escaping from a group of lobbying businessmen‚ or more specifically‚ a group of gangsters. He was gone for a year‚ and‚ my seemingly perfect life was completely destroyed. At least I thought that was the
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Growing up with my mother‚ who was white and Peruvian‚ and her side of the family was damaging when it came to understanding my Black heritage and also understanding how to take care of my Black body. My mother always had my hair in braids because she didn’t know how to take care of it‚ whenever it was out my white family members would always play with it and call me a lion‚ my cousins called my braids ghetto‚ and I just remember laughing along with them‚ pretending like their words didn’t effect
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November 17th and the first morning of two-a-day basketball practice. I had been looking forward to the season and was fixed on finding a spot in the starting lineup. Despite my determination‚ I was out of shape after having been home sick for the past month. During one of the drills I became very light-headed and fell and hit my head on the hard-wood court. Immediately‚ I jumped up and tried to continue practicing. I finished the practice and made my way to first hour with a dizzying and distracting
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