Personal Narrative: I Had No Cultural Identity

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Growing up I used to believe that I had no cultural identity. Throughout, my whole life I have been either Mexican, American, or Mexican-American, depending on what I was feeling at the time. When I was younger I used to always feel like I never belonged. I was born here in the United States and have always attended predominantly white schools, but I couldn’t really call myself American either. Ethnically, I am Mexican being that both of my parents were born there, yet never in my seventeen years of life have I been out side of the country. Having lived in the United States my whole life, I know essentially nothing about the country that my family comes from, but I have never felt more of a connection with any other place. This cultural confusion

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