My Family : My Father 's Dad

In my culture traditions are very important in your life. For example, one tradition that has been in my family for many years is going to the park and celebrating Easter with the family. We barbecue, play sports, and then at the end of the day we have an Easter egg hunt for the young children. Another tradition of ours is to do a Christmas Eve dinner at my great grandma’s house. During this event you are with your relatives and close friends for dinner and for a social gathering until the early morning of Christmas day. Many of our traditions revolve around getting all of our family together and spending time with them.

My father felt that he could do what he physically needed to do, but that was not so important to him. I thought this it was interesting that there was anything within this assessment that my father would find not so important, but there were a few other performance tasks that he felt this way about. He did state that he felt taking care of himself was not so important, but he wanted to change that. As I introduced previously, he feels that he has some difficulty taking care of himself, but mostly due the fact it is not an activity he likes and/or likes taking the time to do. He said that he wants to want to model correct self-care behaviors to his grandchildren, and to do so he needs to begin to learn the importance of those tasks. I think that as he begins doing these tasks with my nieces and nephews he will being to see the value in them, which will be very rewarding for him as a father and grandfather.

Traditions are really important in my family it brings us all together in a fun way. One of my families many traditions is on the Fourth of July we have a big party for my mom’s side of the family. We get together and we have hot dogs, burgers,and chips. We play volleyball, kickball ,and talk till it’s dark then set off fireworks.

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.

For this project I interviewed my parents of three different generations about how they communicated. I interviewed them about how they communicated in their generations to tell on how times have changed during each generation on communicating and listening to family. The three family members I interviewed was my great-grandmother, my grandmother and my mother which each were of different generations. Each with 5 to 6 questions about how they communicated and listened to their family back in their day. I also asked them on how much time they spent communicating and listening to family.

My parents have been nothing less then my best friends my whole life. They tend to always be right about what’s going to happen. What people are good for me… and especially who's not. Of course i don’t always listen because i’m kind of hard headed, and need to figure out things on my own, which isn’t always the most efficient way of living, but hey. I'm just a kid! I’m going to give you a little background about my parents. My mom was in born in Little Rock Arkansas, but raised in Salem Oregon. She was a cheerleader, very peppy. She was in the school choir, softball team, set records for her track team, and even played on the boys soccer team because there wasn't a girls one! My dad was born and raised in Portland Oregon. He was super involved in high school too! The school's wrestling team, track, baseball, football, choir ( acapella and jazz), and sang bass in his own contemporary quartet. He went on to travel Europe, and the world in general after college. So ive got some pretty big shoes to fill here. Everything about them is what i aspire to be.

Now for the part we're all waiting for, the siblings. My oldest sibling Daniel (32), this is one of the three siblings that totally excluded themselves out of the family. Right out of high school he closed all contact from my Dad and all the kids that still resided with him. Needless to say, I am the only kid that hasn’t talked to him. Next, Chase (30) I have a very distinct relationship with him only because when I look and talk to him it feels like I’m talking to my Dad. Like my Dad, he chooses his favorite siblings and the specific ones he wants to have a relationship with and like you can guess I’m not included in that group. Three years ago Chase decided to get into drugs and misuse them and I talked to him asking if his life was that bad that he had to turn to heroin for an escape and he just sat there with no response that is the one conversation that will stick with me till I die. Now the second most impactful sibling Rochelle(29) she gets me through thick and thin when it comes to my parents and calms me down when I need it the most. She has made me who I am and will always be by my side till I die. She has been in a total of six car totaling accidents since my birth because she suffers from Schizencephaly which is a rare birth defect where slits or clefts are formed in the cerebral hemispheres of the brain and causes her to have periodic seizures. Next, we hit Cole (27) my relationship could be stronger but it's not weak. I only see him maybe once or twice every

While packing a suitcase in my room with the door closed, an envelope was slipped under the door into my room.

As a kid our parents have always told us to never talk to strangers. Not because they are bad people or dangerous, but instead because you simply do not know anything about them. When I was younger my dad always use to tell me, “Noah if you ever find yourself around a lot of strangers turn around and go back to where you came from.” It may be a cliché but every parent has said that to their children before, at least once. Let me first say that my family only consists of 6 people. Now, you may be thinking that is too small; there is definitely more than six people in his family. By blood, yes you would be correct. I count a real family as people who would give their shirt off their backs for you. Those people in my life are my mom, dad, sister, grandpa, and grandma. The rest of my blood relatives are what you could say, “hypocrites”- they say one thing to you and then their actions speak a completely different language. It’s like that one friend that says, “Bro, I’m outside.” but when you look out the window he isn’t within a mile from your house. At first it’s kind of funny, you joke around about it; but come that third and fourth time they do it you start losing trust in them and start taking everything they say with a grain of salt. Trust within my family is a huge characteristic for me and I believe that quality should be very important to everyone. Ontop of trust comes the momma rule that everybody should follow. The momma rule is, “I can talk back to my mom but if

What would you do if one day you got the chance to look in another person's life. If you want to follow me into my loving and caring house, you will learn all about my family. You will learn what makes us unique. You will also learn about how each member is important to me. What you find out may surprise you or terrify you. One thing though that my family sticks by is a line from the disney movie lilo and stitch: “Ohana means family, family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten.” So if you would like to know what it is to be in my family come and join me.

I grew up in a household slightly different from the average household. This abnormal household showed me that no matter the family unit someone can have a positive influence in their life that will push them to achieve their goals. We lived in Maryland so the cost of living was high my parents had to work multiple jobs. This means my brother and I really had little to none parental or supervision growing up. I am only four years younger than my brother so I would hang with his crowd of friends rather than mine. In my household, my mother’s niece, Monet lived with us she is about ten years older than my brother. When my brother and I would wake up and I would be the only person in the house. I can remember waking up and smelling the freshly cooked waffles and bacon downstairs. Monet was my mother’s brother, daughter. Monet became so close to my brother Avery and I she was almost as if she was our sister. I can remember growing up and she would always say, “You don't have to take the route I took, its many more exits on the highway.” Even though I was young I was not blind to the fact of Monet role in the community and her neighborhood job I never judged her, she did what she had to do to make ends meet. It was an experience every day, or anytime being with Monet. She was so popular around Maryland it was almost like everywhere we went we received respect love. Now that I look back at the past, I see that Monet has taught me a lot that I know and live by today. I could

The type of bond that I had shared with my father is unforgettable. Ever since I had been a baby, my first word was “papi,” and I had always been “daddy’s girl.” Going on, my dad was always very playful and kind to everyone, no matter what he could always make you laugh and smile. Every year in the summer I had gotten to go on a vacation with my dad and sisters sometimes 2 or 3 weeks. We have shared many special moments together that I will cherish with me forever. Aside from all these memories, I know that he will always be in my heart and therefore I choose to look forward and make him proud of the person that I am becoming. When I grow up I want to become the type of person that my father was, always helping people and being an amazing person. The day after my father had passed away my older sister, Marlen, who currently doesn’t live with us had told me, “You girls have to stay strong for my dad, I know that he wouldn’t want us to be any kinds of sad, just know he will always be watching over you, right by your side…” When Marlen had told me those words, I believe that’s when I was very confident in my purpose/why I want to become who I am. I had to do it in honor of my father, I want him to look down at his “little princess” and smile, being proud of who his daughter is and all of my achievements. I want him to be proud of how far I have come in life, right in that moment of when my sister had facetimed us telling us those words. In that same moment I had felt a beat in

Throughout my entire life I’ve had to deal with adversities such as stress and anxiety, but the most challenging has been my recurrent depression mainly attributed to my father’s absence.

When I was 13 years old I realized that I was similar to my father. Now I was like most people saying that they were different than their parents and whatnot.The thing was that during a dinner conversation with my family,we were sharing our thoughts on the government and how the government was slowly falling apart and how to fix it so I told them my thoughts because it seemed like a fun subject to talk about. After I had given my drawn out speech on government views they looked at me and then just started started saying how I was just like my father. I doubted them at first,but the more they said how many similarities I had the more it made sense. Everything thing they would say I would slowly and surely think about it in my head only

I come from one of the largest families in my area. Our family ancestry can be traced to almost 200 hundred years due to the excellent record that my family lineage has preserved. First, I know of my great grandfather who possibly lived between 1760 and 1830. He was called Mbato and so much has been documented about him. He gave birth to my again far off grandfather called Okumu who also lived for another ninety years. Okumu who was my grandfather had lived at a time when the European colonialist had started to gain the strongest control over our continent. It is not long enough and in 1920, my paternal grandfather was born. The father of my Dad whom I personally. My father is married TO Jane and they both have four children, which am part. Our family is composed of two daughters and two sons. My brothers are James and myself- Abraham. My sisters are Pamela and Lydia. It is also however important to note that our family had started to spread far and wide at this time due to intermarried and migration to different locations.