Argumentative Essay About My Family

Imagine being crammed into a tiny space with your annoying sister and your gross brother for 48 hours!! with nothing to do but complain. My family and I are not close whatsoever.We aren't the type of family that eats dinner together and congratulates mom on the tasty dish she made that took hours.We don't go on family vacations E-V-E-R. We don't hug each other when we are upset, so already I think you get an idea of how bothersome my family is. We argue for the most ridiculous reasons.We are like lions and tigers fighting over who gets the piece of meat.So when I tell you what a pain in the butt this road trip was, I’m not exaggerating!

Family history is very important to an individual. By knowing where you come from, you can have a better perspective of your life. Having a clear understanding of your family background allows you to better appreciate the things that you would normally take for granted. The house, the car, and the average clothing may look better when one sees the sacrifices their family has made. They will see that their family has worked very hard just so their family can experience the better things in life. A persons roots and origin is one of the most important things to explore. It alone can bring you closer to self-discovery.

Have you ever been stereotyped? Does it cause you to doubt your own identity? I have been anticipating for this day to arise. At this moment, you’re getting older and are beginning to gather new and old memories from your past. You might not fully be able to comprehend the reasoning for this letter, but I am confident that after you complete reading this letter, it will help you prepare for the challenges that come with being an adoptive kid. There will be numerous moments that society will attempt to categorize you, solely for experiencing a different life. As a result of being adopted, people have been for years, labeling you. However, my intention for this letter is to notify you that you will be stereotyped simply due to your past. Society will assume that you will become a problem child and you will have a low chance at exceeding in life. Due to being abandoned early in life, you will come with a great deal of baggage. Because of this, it’s necessary for you to remain positive, communicate your feelings, and seek support.

When I hear the word family, I think of people who are are blood related, the people you live with, and the people you see all the time. They provide for you and embarrass you. People are also family, even if they aren’t blood related, but are there for you no matter what and they mean everything to you. Family is always by your side when you need them. People hear family and think about parents, I hear family and think about my parents, aunts, cousins, friends, and my karate family. They are all so important to me and I don’t know what I would do without them. On the other hand, Romeo and Juliet displayed family in an interesting way. When Juliet said she didn’t want to marry Paris, her mother said she would disown her if she didn’t do

My family? You actually want to use these few minutes to read about my family? Well, let me just say one thing: we are all so, very different. So, making connections is easier said than done. Yet, I have made a few crucial connections with my cousin Hayley, my cousin P.J., and my mother.

Each family is unique, as no one family is the same as another. Family is essentially, people who come from the same ancestors. Each family has their own history, immigration, and roots. As I was lucky enough to be born in America, I would have never had to opportunity to be brought into this world as an American without the sacrifices my family made years ago.

My family has been on of the most fundamental parts of my life that has made me who I am. They have cared for me when I am down and have molded me into the a man. My dad has showed me how to be a respectful and hard working person, while my mom has always helped me be caring and compassionate to those around me. Without them, I wouldn't be in the position I am in today. My younger twin brothers help me set a good example and push myself be better. Even my dogs, Maggie and Molly, have helped me throughout my life by showing me unconditional love no matter what is happening. These people, and dogs of course, have given me a firm base to grow on so I can share myself into the person I want to be and make me proud to be a Ryan.

Today families are made up of many different structures. There are nuclear family, single parent family, extended family, and childless family, just to name a few. As I look at my family, amongst the traditional American family we have transitioned from a single parent family into a nuclear family. The transition is similar to a traditional family in our society. The roles of my parents switched on a daily basis which is common in a military family or in any other family.

Every household does sleepovers a little differently than all the rest, varying in scale and frequency among a wide variety of traits. Around three years ago from the current date, my family made plans for my younger cousins to have a week-long sleepover over at my house. Inside my mind, I was musing, “This better not get too loud.” Each of my cousins had a tendency to get pretty noisy with very little reprieve in-between, and it got amazingly ear-splitting. Tyler, the youngest, was the king of noise as it turned out. He was very bouncy and rambunctious, and verbally fought with my brother literally every single visit.

Did you know the name Keller is actually a german word for cellar or basement? Although the origin of the name is not usually common knowledge, the name Keller is a pretty big name in the Tongue River Valley where I have resided the past 4 years of my life. For generations, the Kellers have built houses, preached the gospel, raised children, and made lifelong friendships in this small town. Having this already established connection with the community and it’s residents is such a blessing, yet I’ve discovered that it can also have some faults. The past year, I have pushed myself to become more independent and socialize outside of the comfort zone that my family has established for me.

I consider myself very lucky based off the childhood I had, but, that doesn't mean everything was outstanding for me. I've had uncountable ups and downs, i've had friends that have come and gone, and school was definitely no ride for me. One thing I have had ever since I was a baby, is a one of a kind family, and I can guarantee you no one has one like this. My family is definitely not small in any means, one thing that makes this family so special is that we are not biologically related but related through putting our faith in Jesus Christ. We are one as a whole, but, the one thats had the major impact on me is our smaller family, and that small family would be none other than my church family.

My first cats name was Justin Bieber. He was cream colored and fluffy and he had a sister named May-May. They were both pretty nice cats, I don’t remember them doing much. Then, my neighbor threatened to kill them if they kept sitting on his lawn chairs so that was the end of Justin and May-May. A majority of my childhood was pretty disappointing but not that disappointing.The household I grew up in was very secretive, for example my mom told me that my cats had just “left” rather than telling me that she gave them up to the ASPCA. I know she was trying to do what was best but, things like this always happen in the environment I grew up in.

When I was 14 years old I realized that I was adopted. Although my brother looks a lot like me, there is no way that we are related in anyway. He is so short and we always argue. My sister also argues with me all the time and she is too selfish. Also my mother is too nice to share my blood and my father is to judgemental. I just pretend that I don’t have any idea that I was adopted and act clueless. Everyday my brother has grown more distant from me. My whole family is like this but my brother is the biggest giveaway. One time I told my mother: “I need my birth certificate for the field trip at school” and she replied, “Honey you cannot go on the trip, I’ll worry about you.” After this event I did a little investigating on my own and found that there was no record of my birth. I finally realized that my family knew I was not apart of the family.

Beaten, broken down, ramshackle, and vandalized. This is what you see now, an insignificant piece of architecture. I see a home my family spent more than 60 years in. It became my sanctuary. My father’s childhood home in San Luis Potosi, Mexico helped me embrace my Mexican culture because it was where I first tried authentic Mexican food, met my ethnic family, and saw so much change in my family’s life.

No one can’t meet a family like mine’s. My family is well diversified. Every family member plays an important role in all my family’s lives. In my family, there are four people: my father, my mother, my little brother and me. My father is one who brings money home and is also responsible for organizing and planning family trips. My mother is the one who is in charge for making meals and makes sure everyone eats at the appropriate times. My little brother is the pet of the family. He actually doesn’t have any responsibilities, for he’s the pet. I am the rock of support in my family. I always go beyond my parents’ expectations. I also support my younger cousins and little brother, by being a role model that they can look up to. Another