Personal Narrative: Rodriguez Family

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On Tuesday, June 12, 2001, at 1:03 P.M., I was officially welcomed into the Arroyo Rodriguez family. Both of my parents are from the beautiful Guerrero, México. Being from México, it is natural that I have a large family. On my dad’s side, his parents had five girls and five boys (my dad being the youngest of all). Those ten gave my grandparents about 60 grandkids (we’re not sure how many kids one of my uncles actually has). Two of my uncles on my dad’s side passed away (one being the uncle previously mentioned). Then, many of those grandkids gave my grandparents about 50 great-grandkids (my nieces and nephews) and then, a few of those great-grandkids gave my grandparents about 4 great-great-grandkids. Out of the nearly 60 grandkids, I am the youngest and because of this, I do not remember meeting, or have not met or ever even heard of a large handful of these relatives. I never met my grandfather …show more content…

(age 25), my brother Giovanni (age 24), my sister Yvette (age 20), my sister’s dog Rasko (Border Collie/Terrier mix, age 5) and my oldest brother’s dog Kobe (Labrador Retriever, age 5). For my name, my mom decided she wanted it to be similar to my sister’s name and my sister wanted me to be named Sheyla. My mom heard the name Arlette when she heard of an actress named Arlette and so she chose that name and made Sheyla my middle name. I have a very close relationship with my sister, she is, after all, the main reason I was even born. My mom originally told my dad that she did not want kids after 30, but my sister was lonely and my mom felt guilty, for the reason that she grew up without a sister and so she knew how my sister felt. My sister’s begging for a little sister is the principal reason for which I was born. Currently, my family is following tradition by planning my quinceañera. I would rather not have the party, but they made my sister have a party, so I too have to have

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