My Family And My Background Essay

I'm very grateful to have a family that loves me! When the whole family is together, it makes me feel safe, like nothing awful can happen to me; when we are all together they make things easier. My family treats not only me, but others with respect. I always try to avoid thinking about what would happen to me if I didn't have a family. I feel when most people come to think of it, it makes you wonder. Who would you be today? Where would you be today? How would you grow up? It's always those things that get to you. In my opinion, it's safe to say we are all very lucky to be in the country we are in. However, these people include; parents, grandparents, and sister.

I grew up with both of my parents and three siblings, my family is extremely close, so close that everyone needs a break from one another from time to time. My family is far from perfect, I am not the oldest child but I always took on that role as being the oldest sibling. The one who watches my two younger siblings when both of my parents weren’t home. My older brother Aubrey was supposed to be the one who watched over us but he never did. He spent his days locked away in his room, or nat at the house at all. Taking on the role of almost a mother figure to my younger siblings was difficult. I had to learn to be selfless and not just think for myself at an early age. When my mom didn’t come home till after twelve to escape my dads drunkness or my dad was laying out drunk in the bedroom. I was the one who fed my little brother and sister. I was the one who cleaned up the room the three of us shared. I was the one who helped them with their homework, who did my little sister's hair. I didn’t realize how much mature I became because of this responsibility till I was in high school and was referred to as Mom by the basketball team. I’ve always thought that I was the same as any teen immature, reckless, and carefree. That wasn’t the case at all I had many responsibilities like babysitting my siblings,washing and folding our clothes, making sure they get their chores done. I did this because I knew my father drank because of our financial situation, not being able to pay the

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.

As young children my grandparents, on both my maternal and paternal sides, immigrated to the United States from Norway. Both my mother and father were born and raised in Seattle, Washington. A strength throughout my family is the longevity of the women. Although my maternal grandmother, aunt, and mother have all battled breast cancer, they were able to discover it early. Accessible health care provided each of them with the opportunity to continue their lives with little repercussions. All three of them are now in excellent health. Additionally, my paternal grandmother is currently 82 and does not have any health issues. My family strongly values physical activity and healthy eating habits. Despite any adversity throughout my family mental

Family, when you hear that word what do you think? Most people will think of their siblings or parents, but family is more than that. A family is the people that help you grow up, learn, live, and much more. Your family is filled with people that we love the most and they create memories that last a lifetime.

Every member of my family is so different. Even though we are all so different, we are a beautiful collection of individuals who form the perfect unit despite our very diverse backgrounds. By studying the migration history of my grandparents, father, mother, and myself, I have come to appreciate each story and the assistance they have had in helping me get to where I am today.

Everybody has that perfect thought about how puppys are a soft, fluffy, loyal little companion. What’s wrong with having a puppy, besides everything. I was on a two hour long car trip to look for a puppy that I could call mine. When I arrived there I was so excited! I jumped right out of the van and went right up to the door. “Come on mom!” I yelled. The rest of my family walked nonchalantly up to the door where I was waiting. My father knocked on the door and a minute later, a older lady came to the door and greeted us with a smile.

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.

A mid-forty year old with the soul of a twenty-one-year-old, my aunt Kelly is a complex individual. Whenever she announces her visits, my cousins lock their doors and shut off their phones. Someone signals the rest of our family that Kelly is in the area. Living an hour away in Trenton, she checks in a few times a year. It’s not that my family hates her; she is the life of the party. However, Kelly is an outspoken woman with headstrong opinions and somewhat threatening mannerisms under the influence of alcohol. She is a handful to deal with.

my family is a strange one to say the least, m ybrothers names is jacob hitt baldowski and he's a good brother, he can tell when im not in a good mood, he tries to get me into a better mood but it almost always leads to a fight where i end up getting hurt.

My mom comes in late at night, hiding something in her front pocket. She shelters this unknown object as if it’s a secret only she can know. She stares my father in the eyes and expresses how this is a gift from god, and he certainly can’t get mad at her for it. He sighs with the look of “what have you done now,” plastered on his face. She reveals the secret to her family by taking her arms away from the pocket. Suddenly a furry creature pops its head out to look at his new world. She laid him on the floor and he started sniffing around his forever home. Little did we know that this dog would be the best thing to happen to this family. This puppy would become more than just a friend, he’d become part of the family. He taught our family true happiness, loyalty and love.

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

My family has its ups and downs sometimes, but we have pulled each other through it. My parents have allowed me to get a better education by letting me come to PCA. They are proud of me because I have furthered my education. My parents were happy that I decided to take a college English class to get some of those credits out of the way. My parents do a lot for me, and I try to what they need me to do. They want the best for me and my sister so they work hard for us to have the best. My sister drives me crazy sometimes, but we get along somewhat. She does gymnastics and I do volleyball, so we never really see each other because we are in two different places.

When I think about who I am in my family, I recall my experiences, good and bad, that has made me who I am today. To begin with, my parents divorced when I was a toddler, so my family consists of the maternal side of the tree; they’re too loud, too proud, and full of drama, but I 'm sure that all families have brown spots–don’t they? When is a family considered dysfunctional? Is there some secret sauce that makes up a functional family?

I am a unique person, or at least I like to believe it. My family and I share many of our characteristics; this fact is most likely due to our upbringings and the similarities between my siblings’ and mine, and the fact that my parents were the ones to raise us. My family is extremely intelligent and we are just as stubborn. We are a lazy, fun, and creative family as well.