True Pakistani Memoir

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From the day I was old enough to understand anything, my parents taught me to be a true Pakistani girl. A true Pakistani girl is a girl who knows her responsibilities as a girl, and how to respect others. Knowing what her limits are and knows how to run a house successfully.
My parents were raising me as a true Pakistani while living in Brockton MA. My parents are both from a small village in Pakistan. They believed the philosophy that eventually I will become used to the American culture but I need to know where I are from and what my heritage is.
At a young age, I did not pay any attention to anything my parents said. I just ignored them and lived a life like any other young girl. In the year 2005, my parents decided to move to Pakistan so that my brother, sister, and I get a better understanding about our culture and religion. My dad had to stay behind so that he can work to stabilize us financially in Pakistan. …show more content…

Women wearing a headscarf, houses joint together, parks in front of every home, and people walking as transportation. I had to change my whole life style to live in Pakistan including the school system.
The schools were unbelievable. To start with, I had to wear a uniform, worn to represent equality. Every day I had to have my nails cut, teeth brushed, and my hair up in a ponytail fastened with a black hair tie. My shoes had to be black and polished. If not I was punished. I was accustomed to wearing whatever I chose, whenever I wanted. The change was strange, but I enjoyed the structure and uniformity. There was equality among everyone. Academically, the school was extremely challenging. To adjust to the education, I had to change my entire routine.
My routine back home was going to school, watching TV. doing homework and other activities. In Pakistan, it was going to school, coming home, going to tutors, then Quran class. After all of it was over, I had no time left for

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