Growing up in both countries United States and Mexico has been an unusual experience. Spending the summers in Mexico with my grandparents has given me my authentic background and gave me a clear sense of where my family generated. My father was born and raised in Mexico and came to the states at the age of 18. My mother 100% Mexican as well was born and raised in the United States. I grew up speaking Spanish as my first language and English as my second. Growing up, my parents noticed the struggle I had while in school so they worked very hard to help me improve my English. Being the oldest of my two sisters and 42 cousins had automatically made me a role model. I took this role seriously growing up in Los Angeles. It wasn’t easy growing up in such a dangerous environment. My dad worked especially hard to move us out and …show more content…
He was used to having the men work and the women stay at home cooking, cleaning, and raising the kids. He was strict in the terms of school dances, going out with friends, and boyfriends. It was difficult for me to understand why I was always denied when wanting to go out. It made me dislike my father growing up until I understood that he just wanted to protect me. As time went on I noticed that he wanted to break from that mold and assist us be successful and independent women. My parents have always supported us in whatever we wanted to do. We are lucky enough to have parents that invested so much time and money in our interests. Growing up playing soccer has indeed shaped me into the person I am today. At first it was just a sport that I played for enjoyment in the community. Next thing I know I got asked to be on a travel team and compete against teams across the west coast. My parents and I became committed to my soccer profession. I started moving up the ranks pretty rapidly for my age. I was traveling to Vegas, San Francisco, Arizona and other states for
Becoming Mexican- American has been such a great book so far! I truly favored how Sanchez focused on factors that contributed to the migration of so many across the border north to the United States during the first many years of the twentieth century. During that time, immigrants experienced groups of people trying to Americanize and Mexicanize them and their people. This is a fascinating topic, and Sanchez pulls it off really well. It makes it better because Sanchez is Mexican-American himself, the son of Mexican immigrants, and his sensitivity to the nuances of the culture are very apparent throughout the book. It is the story of the creation of the Mexican-American culture, specifically in the early 1900's in Los Angeles. In addition, also in Los Angeles, Majority of the immigrants would experience the efforts to Americanize them, which was then proceeded by counter attempts to mechanize the immigrants to maintain their loyalty and to return to Mexico. This back and forth contribution developed a Mexican American identity, which was evident in food, and clothes. For example, it was particularly evident in the
Soccer has guided me in many ways to become the person I am. Especially in high school, the sport has showed me how to be much more cooperative and open with others. Before high school, I isolated myself from others and had only a few close friends. Rather than being a sociable, I acted as though I was the only person in the world and had the outlook that as long as I do what is right individually, there is no need for me to work with others. This outlook changed when I joined the soccer team at Holy Spirit, my high school. With the way soccer is at the high school level, I had no choice but to cooperate and associate my selves with others. Once on the field, instead of introducing myself as "me" I had to introduce myself as a part of the team. You win as a team and you lose as a team. Sometimes I wanted to drive to games myself, and I was not allowed to because we are supposed to travel together and it would be wrong to the team for me to separate myself from the group.
Although having a Mexican mother and an American father was not always socially acceptable, growing up with a different food taste, having a close-knit family, as well as regularly getting disciplined shaped how I am as a person today. I was dipped into a very different childhood most children did not grow up into.
Growing up in a Mexican-American family can be very fun and crazy. Having two different perspectives on two different cultures almost daily really shapes you to become a certain way as you grow up, which is what happened to me. Ever since I was about three months old I have been taking trips to my parents home town for a month time each time we have gone. Practically growing up in both Mexico and the United States for six years has really helped me understand my cultural background and the different parts of my whole culture, such as the food, heritage, language and culture.
From birth the Hispanic heritage has had a strong impact on me. Being raised in a bilingual home and learning Spanish in school, has provided me the advantage to communicate in both languages. Hispanic- Americans can socialize and understand both the English and Spanish community in Florida. Hispanics can also share my language with those of non- Hispanic descent. As I approach my college years and life, I think I will benefit from being bilingual.
There are about 7 billion people in the world; each one of us is different in our own way. Everyone has had different life experiences, some good and some bad. This world is full of cultures that aren’t the same. Being Mexican-American has made me who I am today because I come from a different culture. I know both of my languages, English and Spanish. Also it has built my character.
caught up in a war for which the colonists had no real reason to fight
Growing up in a marginalized minority is a difficult task because there are a lot of differences between cultures. In the Mexican American culture, family is crucial, this is where one comes when one needs someone to talk to. In my experience, I had was raised being stuck in the middle of two different cultures I had to know what my identity was through, family, school, and through my travels.
My parents did everything they knew to help my sister and I learn and respect our Mexican culture. Born into American culture but raised by Hispanic parents, often was difficult for me. Since I was little I had to manage and balance two very different cultures at the same time. There were many times while growing up that I encountered complex situations in regards to language, whether to speak Spanish or English and when it was appropriate. I felt a lot of pressure having to act as an interpreter for my parents when we were out in public. At home I was told to speak Spanish so I would not forget, but at school I was taught to only speak English with my teachers and friends. However, when we would go visit family in Mexico, I was expected to only speak in Spanish, since speaking in English in front of family members who only spoke Spanish was seen as disrespectful. So learning two languages has been very beneficial to my life and for my family. By
Introduction: Mexico City is the capital of Mexico as well as the largest city in the country. This is the city of Spanish-speaking people and lots of immigrants. Immigrants have some push and pull factors to live here, especially in the quality of life, financial state and climate convenience. This essay evaluates the positive and negative impacts of migration in Mexico City. Migration have some influence to economy and culture, this essay will research them step- by-step.
I was raised in an encouraging household where both of my parents greatly valued education. Although they were high school graduates, neither could afford to attend college; a combination of family and financial woes ultimately halted their path. As a result, my parents frequently reminded me that getting a good education meant better opportunities for my future. To my parents, that seemed to be the overarching goal: a better life for me than the one they had. My parents wanted me to excel and supported me financially and emotionally of which the former was something their parents were not able to provide. Their desire to facilitate a change in my destiny is one of many essential events that contributed to my world view.
Current studies suggest that intergenerational relationships (Umberson, 2002) are gradually becoming more important to Mexican - Americans (Swartz, 2009). Mexicans enjoy the intergenerational growth between first-generation immigrants and their second-generation children (Duncan & Trejo, 2011). Next of kin to their parents, the U.S.-born second generation experiences remarkable increases in English skills, educational accomplishment, and income and prefer to speak English rather than Spanish, and by the third generation most Mexican Americans no longer speak Spanish at all. (Duncan & Trejo, 2011).
In the summer of 2005, my mother and I took a 2-week trip to Mexico to visit my grandparents. I was about 8 years old. My grandparents own a big ranch located in the middle of an enormous hill. We crossed many dwindling, bumpy, and steep roads to get to the medium-sized mud house they live in. This area in the middle of Mexico wasn’t a very modernized area. There were no new cars, no computers, no satellite television, and nothing entertaining. I wasn’t too excited about sleeping in a mud house with almost no TV reception. But, their mud house did have an amazing view. Every morning on that trip, I woke up, sprinted to the edge of the dirt road, and looked at an incredible view. I could see an infinite number of hills and cliffs peeking out
Both of my parents were born in Mexico. My dad was born in Fresnillo, Zacatecas, my mom raised on a ranch called Ojo De Agua near a town called Villa Guerrero in Jalisco. I have had the honor of being able to visit my parents hometowns multiple times in my life and it has been interesting to get to understand what their childhood was like. It was through accumulation of natural resources that their hometowns were first formed. Fresnillo was first formed as a city through the prospect of the minerals from the mountains and it has developed into an interesting city.
I was born and raised in Arizona by two loving and hardworking individuals who I am proud to call my parents. They have bestowed upon me a wonderful culture, a beautiful language and significant values that are embedded in the fibers of who I am. Growing up, most of the people in my life had some Hispanic background and I viewed this as normal. I grew up in a Hispanic populated community where neighbors quickly became family and their kids my best friends. Spanish was my first and only language growing up until I started elementary school, where I eventually