The Williams family is one crazy family full of hustlers, drug dealers and gangsters. My generation of the family is nothing like the older generation. My family tree started in 1945 with my grandfather grew up in a foster home. However, he told me growing up in a foster care was very tough, you didn't have nobody to look out for so you had to look out for yourself all times. After 15 years in foster care he move out to start a career and try to make career for himself. It's now 1971 my grandfather had his first child, Jermaine Williams, that's my uncle. My father wasn't born until 1975, my father use to tell me my grandfather was very hard on them. He only was tough on them because he grew up in a hard environment. My father did not like him at all, my grandfather end up dying in 10 years later after he had his last child my auntie Meme. …show more content…
However, my uncle Jermaine took care of them,they had a rough childhood but my dad and uncle were hustlers so they always manage a way make money.
My uncle in his late 20’s had his first child my older cousin Sharmaine. However, my uncle had two more kids and my father had three kids of his own. This was a beginning of new generation, my auntie had her first child in the late 2000’s. Each year my father and uncle would always try to have little family time because we don't see each other that much, we called this our family reunion since we don't have a really big family to come together in spend time with each other. However, my father and uncle have friends from the neighborhood called them family too since we were so close to them. This were all of the gangsters come into play, my father best friend was a gangster, he taught me and my cousins a lot of stuff. My family have this hustler mindset, we do not like being broke, we always find a way to go get the money. We all have the same dream is to get out of the hood and protect each
other. My father used to tell me his father was an abusive parent that's why was so hard on me and my little sister so much, he called it tough love. My baby sister was the baby of the family and my other sister was the second youngest so that basically made me the man the house when my father was gone, it only made us stronger. I was another version of my uncle when I was growing up, I always made sure my sister was always okay. Now that we almost adults, the family always try to stay in touch with each other. Each holiday we all come together and spend time together. Thats one thing about my family no matter what we go threw we will be there for each other.
Good Times is an sitcom about a poor African American family who lives in the ghetto. The Evans family is family of five living in a small apartment on each others back. James Evans the man of the house is bouncing around from job to job while his loving wife Florida Evans is a school bus driver and trying to maintain things around the house. Their first child JJ Evans is not your typically type of son. JJ is a smart, outgoing, and a hustle man. Thelema is the only girl. She is spoil and the type of sister that everyone has. Whatever she wants she gets and that makes her brothers mad. Lastly there is Michael. He is the baby and is the nerd of the family. Michael is all about his books and making his parents proud. Good Times was released in
The family that I am meeting is the Walls family; they are Rex the father, Rose the mother, Lori the oldest daughter, Jeannette, Brian the only boy, and then baby Maureen. The mother and father don’t seem to have any high levels of education, but seem to know more than they let onto. The children are extremely bright. The children have been in and out of school, but are levels above children their own age. Their father is from Welch, West Virginia his mother Erma and her husband also Rex’s brother Stanley lives in Welch with the grandparents. They are on the deeper lower end of poverty and the father has had job after job but does not seem to ever settle down in one he just continues to move from one after another. The mother had a job working
What does it take for unrelated people to become your only family? There is the type of family you can choose: “The four boys Darry and Soda and I have grown up with and consider family. We’re almost as close as brothers; when you grow up in a tight-knit neighborhood like ours you get to know each other real well.”(3). Ponyboy and his brothers are choosing this family. The gang are the
I admit. I am quite naive about the world. I am raised in Kansas where I rarely see a Hmong person at the supermarket. To be blunt, I am not heterosexual. So, I have never connected with anyone who looks like me and is also not heterosexual. Looking for a model as an awkward high schooler was incredibly difficult. I often pretend I was straight for the purpose of being normal around the few Hmong people I know and see around; and my fabricated behavior is often encouraged because I was born to a heavily Christianized Hmong family.
My paternal grandfather died the years I was born which explains why I don’t remember him. I was told that he was sick and got paralyzed before his death. There is no substance abuse and mental in my family. However, high blood pressure runs in my family because it was the cause of my grandmother’s death like I mention above. I have two uncles and an aunt that are currently dealing with high blood pressure and my father has diabetes. Growing up, my parental family were very close and we had great communication. However, since my grandmother passed away, we have experience estranged in some relationships.
I came from a first generation Hmong family whose parents knew minimal English. I was three years old when we immigrated to America. I hardly remember anything at the time. My parents and older sisters were unfamiliar with the English language, so help was always needed from others. As we settled into our lives in America, things became more familiar and my sisters and I were able to help my parents out more. We went to school and learned the English language and were speaking a different language other than Hmong in the house. Eventually, my parents decided to learn English and they were attending classes from a Hmong community in Sacramento. Though, this was not for long, my father did not want my mother to attend classes anymore and to
My family consists of a short generation. My parents, Gina and Darrell, are divorced. I am the oldest and I have a younger brother, Kyle. My mom’s side of the family is the Cox family. My mom is the oldest of five.
Our family was never close, but we didn’t care. Nobody thought one day things might be different. All of that changed on September 20, 2014, when a hostile argument ended with the death of both my aunt and uncle. For years, their marriage was falling apart. My aunt was very materialistic and wanted my cousins to have whatever they asked for, but in reality my uncle knew it was impossible financially for them to achieve this.
I have three siblings along with three nephews. I have a younger sister, older sister, and one older brother. My older sister is the one that had my nephews. We all lived under the same roof until I moved out for college. My mother was more like my father in the house because my father was away working for us, and even though my siblings are her children, it seems that they 're her siblings too. It felt that I was the parent of my nephews and little sister because of the way I had to care for them because everyone else was working. I connect with my immediate family firmly. We always look out for each other because we mean so much to one another. I
I have two loving grandparents that have done everything for me, helped raise me, been to my sporting events, graduations, ceremonies and spent holidays with me. I have never felt as if I was missing out on any family experiences because of how loving and caring my Me-Maw and Paw-Pa are. My mother invited them to my high school graduation in 2010 without me knowing it which was cool but again I had no emotional connection to them. I did not interact with them a lot as I really did not know what to say to them. My father’s brother and sister came, her two kids, my “brother” and “sister” and my grandpa Eddie came to visit. To my knowledge my father has 6 children total including myself.
When the word “family” is discussed most people think of mothers, fathers, and other siblings. Some people think of grandparents, aunts, uncles, and even cousins and more on the pedigree tree. Without family in people 's lives they would not be the same people that they grew up to be today and in the future. When people hear the word family they think about, the ones who will help them in any way they can whether it 's money, support, advice, or anything to help them succeed in life. Family will forever be the backbone of support. They are the ones who support their children during those life decisions. Family is not always blood related. Finally family is forever, family will never go away.
We value privacy and secrets are expected to be kept in the family. I am considered the black sheep because I exposed the abuse happening in our family. As kids we were given plenty of play dates with our cousins, but didn’t have much opportunity to socialize with people outside of the family, except for at school. My parents had card nights with extended family, but made no effort to make friends outside of the family. They did not like to show affection or love and believed in traditional family roles, with rigid rules. We were not given much encouragement or praise and were expected to live up to our parents exact expectations. For example, because I did not go to college when I was 18, my family cannot seem to forgive me for it and refuse to tell me they are proud of my achievements now. They made comments like “you should have gone to school years ago” instead of saying they were proud of me when I told them I made the Dean’s Honour
There may be times where no one is there for you, your friends betray you in some way, and the only one that will be waiting with open arms are you family. It is very important to always cherish and appreciate the love, comfort, help, and attention that your family offers you because if you don’t, you may just end up regretting it in the end. A family does not necessarily have to be considered blood. If you have close friends that you see as a brother or sister because of their loyalty to you and the way they treat you, they are considered family. A family will always bring peace, love, and happiness, and though there may be times that you bump heads with your family members, you always run back to each other and speak as if everything is perfectly
In today’s society, my family would be considered an average American family. Our house is very mediocre with brown bricks and a white fence surrounding our backyard. We are located in a small town called New Lenox, which is in southern Illinois. My parents were not connected through either of their families; they first locked eyes on the Metra train while commuting to work. In that day and age, there was no such thing that either of them was required to do to get connected to each other’s families. As we talked about in class, brides and grooms had to give certain services and money in order to gain good relationships with each other. Now, they have been together for a little over twenty-four years with three daughters and a dog. Amira, my
Our immediate family is pretty closed as far as letting other people in and out of the family. We were a very close net family when my grandparents were still alive, but since they have pasted, relationships have deuterated. My two uncle’s Ross and Ed do not talk to each other at all. They have never really got along but would at least speak to one another. My mom is closer to Ed than Ross, but she has tried to forgive him and does talk to him from time to time.