Personal Narrative: Living With The Incas

Waving goodbye from the backseat of the car, as we pull out of my parent’s driveway. Looking out the window at the oddly, white shaped clouds. Thinking, I had never been away from my parents and my younger sister for so long, even though it was only for two weeks. I was excited and scared all at once, but I wasn’t too thrilled about the whole 29-hour drive there. Hoping that the trip would go well and nothing bad will happen to us.

As an undergraduate student, the topics that emerged from writing research and essay papers were topics that I or others could relate to. The opportunity to participate in research came to me, I could not resist but to pursue being a part of it. I was in the developmental lab organized by Dr. Knifsend for the past two years of my undergraduate career.

Much to my own embarrassment, my Hispanic heritage had been a thing I hardly thought of. My Father left my family when I was young, and with him went the hopeful wisps I had of learning about myself. It’s not to say that I wasn’t aware that I was Hispanic, but rather, growing up in a mainly white household I didn’t think I had any right to claim my ethnicity. However, the more I look around me and learn about the community Hispanics have grown accustomed to, the more I find that I understand where I came from. To me, being Hispanic isn’t about what you were told when you were younger, or the traditions you grew up with. Rather, being Hispanic is about learning where you come from, and learning about those who share your same heritage. ‘Hispanic’

The day has finally come to go on vacation. My family and I departed promptly from our house at 4:30 in the morning. Our flight was scheduled for 7 in the morning at Pittsburgh International Airport. We had to arrive their early because all people flying international had to be their two hours before the flight would leave. We boarded the flight out to Punta Cana, which is located in the Dominican Republic. I can remember that I was so excited to go, that I was the first on the flight. I am pretty sure that it took about three hours to get to the Dominican Republic from Pittsburgh. It was a really long flight to me because I could not wait to get there and I just wanted to land. Finally, the moment has come and we landed. When we departed

My Hispanic culture is exceedingly unique contrast to other cultures because we have countless of beliefs, holidays, lifestyles, etc. My world of Hispanic culture raised me to become an independent and determined person because being the first generation of a Hispanic family to attend college has my family beyond thrilled for me to put value to our heritage. Putting value in our heritage is a magnificent emotion because people anticipate Hispanics to fail; but, we prove them wrong when we accomplish our goals. The Hispanic culture’s strength is unbelievably astonishing because we are ambitious of our dreams and we don’t cease until we fulfill our wish. Including the Hispanic culture at University of Washington may open people’s mind that we

“Wow...there is no way you’re Latino. You’re way too white!” was the ignorant remark made by a one of my peers during my school’s annual Latin-American Fest. Initially, hearing this claim made me look into the mirror. I began to stroke my face and examine my physical features. Was this true? Was I not Latino enough? Did the amount of melanin or lack thereof deem me as Latino?

If I could go back in time, I would live in the Mayan civilization. The Mayas had over twenty elaborate cities that contained between 5,000 and 20,000 people. At the height of the Mayan civilization, there were only two million people, a much lower population than that of the Incas and Aztecs. The Maya are also believed to be a fairly peaceful people who devoted their time towards architecture and stargazing. Finally, they were brilliant people. They developed an advanced number system and a 365-day calendar. I would definitely choose to live with the Mayans rather than the Incas and Aztecs.

Initially, I was an Ecuadorian girl that had a Christian family, I grew up surrounded by my family and loved ones. My cognitive development was in progress, and I had created fundamental bonds in Ecuador. Provided that my dad is an American citizen and due to his work in America, he could not spend too much time with us in Ecuador, so, my mom, my little brother, and I immigrated to America. After three years of my life, our family reunited, and I became an Ecuadorian-American. Since I was very young, assimilating the changes came to be unnoticed, if it weren’t for the fact that during the next years I spoke Spanish at home and English at school. As a result, my translations of these languages affected my communication, creating slow comprehensive

I would live with the Inca because they had like 15,000,000 just to conquer the Spanish, so that means id be less likely to be killed in my town with that big of an army. They also had tax labor which mean u did labor to pay a tax and I wouldn’t mind doing military service to just pay off a tax. They also did what the Egyptians did except use the pyramids for religion reasons and I like the Egyptian ways.

The Aztecs and Inca weren't suited for me as they weren't as advanced as the Mayans. They also didn't last as long as the Mayans did. They Aztecs were hard workers farming every piece of land they could. They also worshiped many gods. Their society wouldn't fit me as I wouldn't want to work as hard as they did and I also would want to worship

In my opinion I would rather live in the Aztec civilization over the Inca’s or Maya’s. The Aztec people, who were previously hunters and gatherers among parts of northern Mexico, had more of a dominating role among the other Mesoamerican Civilizations. Also their convenient location is hard to beat. The Aztec civilization was set in the islands of Lake Texcoco which later founded the great city of Tenochtitlan. Not only were the Aztecs known for their location and dominance, they were known for their outstanding architecture abilities. Some of the buildings that were located on the Aztec civilization would today require the help of heavy machinery such as cranes. The people of the Aztec community were also very well educated and known for their

Legacy of the Inca Empire In an interview with Terence D'Altroy, a professor of anthropology at Columbia university, describes the innovative strategies that helped the Inca empire be almost as powerful as the Roman empire. The many ideas that were used by the Inca empire show that they were essential to their success. Leaving a legacy was prevalent for the Inca leaders. For example, the long lasting effects of the Andean region suggests their history was very important.

I would have chosen to live in the Incan Empire during there tenure as dominant empire. I would have liked to live there because of their outstanding engineering advances at the time. Such as, the suspension bridges and there excellent systems of roads that messengers used to deliver quipu. They also forced every citizen to pay “tax” by either working on those building projects or agricultural work. Also, their religious system was simple and not complex, they were polytheistic, which means they believed in a single god.

The evidence described here is that the detail that is chosen has a list of many jobs and how it is explained on how to work with them.The Inca’s jobs are important to their culture because it gives them income for their life so they can buy food and clothing,or other goods.

It was the last day of my trip, and while I was washing plates in my grandmother’s house, the sunlight was reflected on the plates to my eyes. The fear going through my veins, my mind confused with everything that have happened two weeks ago. Uncertainty of what event would destroy or rebuild my heart. What would happen next ?. The future is unpredictable, so far that is a concept that now I understand. Considering the time spent in my country Colombia , vacations, friends, and parties were the words that stay on my mind for the first two weeks, otherwise the next two weeks were not what I planned. Firstable I was not supposed to be there for these last two weeks, but I am grateful. “No puedes viajar hoy” were the words asserted by the airline