Personal Narrative: My Declaration Of Civil Rights

I belivie that in the past and even today men are seen as the stronger sex. They are the ones who make the destions and control most things. This fact makes me want to work more harder and stronger to be able to take care of my self. I see my self as being able to be independent and deserve to be happy. And I want everyone to to feel and see themselves this way. I'm also fully aware that I'm not quite ready to be completely independent. My age has a lot to do with that. Most people wouldn't rent out an apartment at 17 years old. But as I continue to grow and change I will become more mature and capable of reaching that leaves of independence.

I wanted to respond to this post due to fact that we have similar thoughts about independence. I have always been the one in my family to be strong and independent. I would never want to burden my family where they would have to do everything for me. If I can’t do normal things such as walking, talking and feeding myself life is not worth living. All of take so many things for granted. I appreciate all the wonderful privileges we have as a human being. Being able walk, talk, feed myself and breath every day is speechless.

America: the land of the free. Over 300 million people live on this hunk of land and there's a lot to this country if you haven’t already realized from the farms in the Midwest to the big urban cities. There are so many paths to success and happiness in this country: you can pretty much be anything if you try hard enough. This won’t be the case for all people, simply because they aren't good at that certain thing that they want to do. But think of all of the many things you can do. You can have a job in the trades and work with your hands, you could be a graphic designer and make billboards, you can go into the business world and try to open up your own business like opening up a restaurant. Being an American means to be the fullest version

Being that i am getting older in age my declaration to you is that i get more freedom and to liberate. I'm writing this because i find it unfair that my brother had more freedom than me at the age of 16. I believe that with the same amount of freedom gave in to my brother and sister i will be more social and a more pleasant person to have around. I will gain more of a personality.

The way the story begins is probably the same as others. Obviously you are born and raised somewhere. Well my story began in Worcester Massachusetts. I was born on January 15th, 1995, to wonderful parents who people might think is not your usual mix. My mother is from the Dominican Republic and my father is from Ecuador. Yes, I know, the weirdest mix ever but it brought me into this world, so I'm proud.

I'm turning 18 soon and I want to clarify my freedoms if I'm going to continue living with my parents. I'm afraid they'll continue to restrict me like they have for the past 17 years. If I'm living under their roof, are they allowed to tell me that I can't go out? Living there is a generosity, so legally, I don't think they can hold me from going out, but they could not let me back in (which they'd never do, but it's always possible). And for house rules, I completely understand taking out the trash, doing the dishes, but do they really have that much power over me that they can set a bed time. This may be a sit-down-and-talk-about-it-issue with my parents, but legally is this possible? And lastly, my dad said he would give me his old car which

“American Dream.” Those two words are what drove my parents to escape the challenges of living in poverty stricken Colombia. Being a first generation, young, female, Latina immigrant my upbringing has made me fortunate enough to embrace all of the opportunities available for me.

My mother was born in Tijuana, Mexico and my father was born in Zacatecas, Mexico. My parents worked very hard to come to the United States, looking for the American dream. They are dedicated to their family and want the best for their children. My parents have not stopped working, always trying to arrange their work schedule with my two siblings and I school schedules. They taught us that the only way to go forward is to work, to put all our best efforts in everything we want to accomplish in life. My father always tells me “exhale ganas,” meaning always do your best, to do what you are doing with feeling. Since the day they dropped me off at the college dorms I knew

The other day, I tried to share an article, on a social justice issue, with my close friend [white, cisgendered female], but before I could start reading, she responded with “Ugh, don’t read that. I’m not in the mood for anything depressing,” all the while rolling her eyes.

traveling to have never seen a group of white women before. This discussion concerned me a bit, just as every time you travel abroad does, but I remember reflecting on the conversation after the fact. I made the realization that I had never been the racial minority ever in my life. Yet I still would not be a minority to the same degree as people of color are in our country. I, being a white female, still held privilege, the privilege of being white. This astonished me, I felt guilty for reasons unknown to me, and I felt that I had done something wrong. As I most likely had, by carrying out the micro-aggressions that we are taught at such a young age. I had not asked to be white, it was just genetics. But by being white, I held the privilege

On December 1, 1955 was the day I felt that I didn’t matter. The day started off normally I woke up, got ready, and went to work. I was having an okay day but nothing good was happening but also nothing bad. Until I rode the bus home from work. I got on the bus walked past the white section and placed myself in the first open seat in the black section. The bus ride went on like usual but I started to notice that the white section was filling up. The bus driver came back to the blacks and spoke to us, the blacks, and told us we needed to stand so the white man could have a seat to sit in. I knew I couldn’t rebel because if I did what would my two sweet daughters, Anne and Maylee, do without their mom. They had already lost their dad, I was their

My need for exemption falls on the financial disability my family and I will face if I were to dorm at Cal Poly Pomona. My mom does not have a permanent or stable job to rely on because she babysits on an irregular basis, which is why she can’t present her taxes to demonstrate her income. I also have a 7 year old brother whom I help with homework and any school related activity because of the language barrier between my mom and his education. I translate any information that my mom needs to know and help my brother understand his work when he is having difficulty. I would gladly like to dorm on campus because I think it is a great way to become more involved in school activities and network with other people, but due to my economic status I

First , my generation has given us many things including as technology , freedom , and education. Are technology is important because we use it everywhere in america and the world. We use it everyday , in our lives here in america. Another gift is the education that is here in america. We need it to learn and get into colleges here in america and in other countries. Our country is very thankful for having freedom we would be back in the 1700’s. I am happy to have rights because if i didn’t i wouldn’t be able to pick what i wanted to do , i would have had someone pick what i would what to do.

The United States of America is one of the most diverse countries, being that almost every ethnic and racial background is welcome to live here. However, even among the diversity, there is still a lot of prejudices. As a young middle school student, I was a victim of the prejudices. I come from a southwest neighborhood in Chicago where there are predominantly Hispanic people living there. I am multi-racial, being that I am Mexican, Irish and Italian and my parents were raised the traditional ‘American’ way, so I am not completely in touch with my racial roots. That being said, school has always been challenging for me. Since I was one of the only half Hispanic kids in class that could not speak Spanish, I was criticized and made fun out of

The gift to my generation lies in the people that fought for us. To the Patriots who gave their lives for our freedom. If it weren't for their sacrifice we wouldn't have all the freedoms and rights that we have today. They go through years of pain being away from their families and waking up to a new day is not guaranteed for them. I have had family members to serve and luckily enough for me they survived, that's not the case for all of them, they join knowing that they could die at any time, and they do it all for their country.