My Family Essay

In 1974, my mother, and her lower class family, emigrated from Canada to New City, New York. They moved frequently back and forth between various American and Canadian cities due to my grandfather’s lack of finding long-term employment; he has a book filled with pages upon pages of business cards and papers recording his numerous previous employers. Eventually, my grandfather found a steady job in print, working for the New York Times in 1985, my grandmother opened her own bookstore for a brief period in time, and my mother and her siblings all attended and graduated from four-year colleges. The entire family continues to retain sole Canadian citizenship. As improved a life they have been provided, not all immigration stories have such a happy ending. Most immigrant families coming from south of the United States border, in the same financial situation as my mother and her family had been, will not have such luck. They are stuck in a paradox of stereotypes, between being perceived by the suburban white family as “lazy” or “taking all of our jobs.” Why is it that we turn a blind eye to our neighbors to the north, as if they collectively live up to the stereotype of unfaltering niceness? Though much has been said about these immigrants coming to the United States from Latin America, very little attention is being paid to the immigrants coming from Canada and Western Europe due to prejudice.

In my opinion, family, and the relationship between different family members, is messy and confusing, but beautiful nonetheless. Family, in my opinion, is a complex web of interconnectedness, and mutual love. My personal definition of family, is those who are there for you in your hour of need. I have been very blessed to have an amazing support system, who is there to love and support me through life’s challenges. However, my opinion on family is constantly changing, as I grow and learn, about the individuals around me, and family history that has come to light. To clarify, as I have grown older, I have started to become more aware of family struggles, and have become privy to conversations on family, that at a young age, I was not. Family history, and struggles are very hard to hear and learn about, and are at times, too difficult to explain on a piece of paper. However, it is incredibly important to acknowledge the past, in order to understand your family’s future.

I have somewhat of an interesting family to fully understand my family situation you have to learn a little about my parents origins. My mother and father are both from Nigeria, my mother is from the city Lagos, and my father is from Abuja. Both of them having big families by today’s standard. My father side there is his father jimmy, mother Agnes, then my father, his sister ngozi, other sister ifeoma, and brother Sunday. Then my mother side there is her mother Ruth, father john, my mother, first sister Tope, second sister Shola, third sister Bukky, fourth sister Wunmi, then first brother Femi, and then the last child that’s a boy is named lyanu.

My family can bring out the best and worst in me. Although you cannot choose your family, they are the people I can relate to the most. My family, they are my cheerleaders, always cheering me on wanting only the best for me. At this present time my family has made me who I am today. Without my dad pushing me to excel in life or my brother forcing me to apply to Springfield College, I would not be where I am today. They have challenged me, loved me and made me a better person. They have guided me through life and have constantly been my number one fans in all of my life decisions.

As we have spoken about in class, there is not one way to describe family. Everyone has their own definition based on their personal circumstances, but many people’s families share similar characteristics; whether they are written in a book from researchers or you go around a class room and ask everyone to give components of their family.

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.

Ever since I was born my mother has been supporting our family all by herself. She so often asked for help from family members and friends, but ultimately she was the one holding our family together. When I was younger, I never actually understood how bad my mother was struggling to keep our family together. I’ve never seen her cry, or break down over the stress she is under. I always thought my life was great until I got older and started realizing that there’s more to the story. I’m very grateful to have everything that I have, but it’s not the same when I see others with a better.

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

The family is very important, no matter what background or culture you come from. Your family is how you begin your life, they help you grow and develop into who you are, who you want to be, and how you want to be. With that said, some families aren’t as intimate as others, certain circumstances cause an impairment in their bonds and connections. Although my family isn’t the most well-knit family, I am a strong believer that family should stick together no matter the circumstance is, no matter their differences nor their misunderstandings.

It is the first warm spring day. Today is my Grandfather's birthday. My Dad, my two older sisters, and I decide to go visit him. Mom Has work until five, as she usually does, so she will not be coming with us. My Grandparents live right down the street so we walk instead of taking the car. The whole family was there, such as: My Aunt, two Cousins, my Uncle, my Grandparents, and my family. The whole day was spent with laughter, cake, and outside activities. Sadly the day came to an end and my family walks back over to our house. My mom was home from work, and as soon as my dad walked into the house she said to him, “We need to talk”. What happened to my parents next was something I never expected. I will never forget the date, April 10,

You would think the average family is both parents living in the same house and everything is fine and peachy. You go away with your family on vacations, you go to family events together and you all and all you have a good time together. In my case my family is nothing like the typically american family, my family has had a lot of problems. When i was about 10 years old in 4th grade my dad stopped living with me, my mom, and my sister. Before this happened the reason my dad left was because he found out my mom was cheating on him. At the time my parents were already having problems. My sister's sweet sixteen was coming and the day before her party my parents had a huge argument. They were fighting about money, my dad was freaking out

My family is very important to my identity and to me. Lauryn londyn , my baby sister is my favorite sibling. I can't really say why maybe its because shes a baby or because she's the cutest baby in the world. She really affects my life because i feel like if it wasn't for her i wouldn't really bond with my other siblings. She brings my family together. When she walks or even try and talk everyone in the house wants to see. I wouldn't go in my parents room or come out my room if lauryn's not around. When she was a just a couple weeks old i would always go get her and put her in my room. I would always watch her, we would watch tv together, listen to music together, and eat together. She brings the good out of me.

Family- a single word, with many different meanings. People have many ways of defining a family and what being a part of a family means to them. Families differ in terms of economic, cultural, social, and many other facets, but what every family has in common is that the people who call it a family are making clear that those people are important in some way to the person calling them his family.

Every family has its calling. Some of these families calling are to farm or to travel the world. My family, on the other hand, feel that their reason they were placed on this earth is to help children who can’t help themselves. Children who have been mistreated by the people they call parents or the children who don’t have anyone to call family. John Ruskin was said, “Give a little love to a child, and get a great deal back.”

I have been fortunate enough to have grown up in a content and supportive family. My parents are still married, my grandparents, and even some great grandparents, survived to see me grow up, and I have a good relationship with my immediate and extended family. My family and my experiences with them have formed me into the person that I am today. Despite having an average, middle class, white picket fence life, my family is not as ordinary as they seem on the surface.