Personal Narrative: A Day To Live In Puerto Rico

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Tossing and turning in my bed on Sunday morning I hear salsa music blasting on stereo downstairs. As I make my way downstairs I see my mother dancing while cleaning and she tells me “This reminds me of the days when I used to live in Puerto Rico.” As the songs change she keeps talking about her memories, until my father walks into the room and says “Oh! Its Sunday so you know what’s on TV? Sunday football turn it on!” Once he turned on the channel the national anthem began to play and my father spoke about how when he entered the Navy he knew nothing but Spanish because he came from Puerto Rico but the only thing he knew in English was our national anthem. He stated how when entered the Navy he quickly assimilated into the American lifestyle
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