Whoever we are, no matter where we come from, we all have some, if not many, obscure family traditions. For my own, during the formative years of my life, whenever we were in a vehicle, my family played a game called Spud. The goal to spot out different cars before the others, each with their own predetermined number of points, and reach 500 in total. I was a ruthless competitor with absolutely no interest in second place so I made every game my own competition. Spud ignited a competitive fire inside me, gave me an analytic and quick thinking personality, and a sturdy foundation in math, which have all helped me succeed in school my entire life. While programming in high school, I focused on analytically centric and math based classes. Of these,
Started taking programming classes at Eastern high school and same with music it just stuck with all throughout high school.
One such tradition is not socializing with neighbors but only talking to her sisters or other family members. Both of my great-grandparents came from a large family and so the Sunday was always considered family day. It was nothing to see a yard off of kids playing or see the men playing a game of horseshoes as the women would set out the dinner. However, it was the winter time that holds the most memories for my mother. It was then that the families would all gather at the family pond and go ice skating and the men would build a big fire and everyone would stand around and drink hot chocolate. One such tradition in the winter time was right after the first snow fall of the season. We would take a big mixing bowl and go out and fill that bowl as full as we could. Then she would go in and make a big bowl of snow ice cream (Food in Every County). One bright sunny day, our family was going to Lake Pomme De Terre for a family picnic. Like Shteyngart, I was all set for some grilled hamburgers or hot dogs or even some fried chicken. However, that was not meant to be. Like Shteyngart, is aw food being set out that was I saw food that was familiar to my great-grandmother’s culture. Instead of grilling hamburgers, she set out chicken and noodles, mashed potatoes, green beans and for dessert a shoofly pie, sugar cookies, and schnitz pie, which is made with dried apples (Food in Every County). My mother laughed when she saw my face because later my
Discuss one way that your family helped to socialize you to your culture’s norms or values. Who was involved? What did you learn?
Pursing a career as a medical doctor is an opportunity for me to mentor youth in underserved populations. As a child, I was raised in the low income, urban community of Roxbury, MA. Although not as notorious today, the neighborhood had garnered negative attention for its high crime rates. My mother emigrated from Haiti and raised me as a single parent. Due to our financial circumstance, Roxbury became our permanent residence. I have always felt there was something lacking in Roxbury in comparison to other towns I visited. My teenage years were largely spent in the suburban town of Stoneham where I attended high school. There was a literal difference in air quality and a psychology contrast in future prospects. While native students of
There are few certainties of what one will encounter during life. A common joke names two: death and
my IT classes where I was able to do my own research and apply the theory
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.
Every family is different whether it’s their race or culture and every family has different celebrations and traditions this is what makes different families unique.
Another tradition that my ancestors did was make dream catchers which get rid of bad dreams and the which are made of feathers, willow rings and string. For my last tradition which is buffalo hunting is one thing that my ancestors did for food and for tools ( I want to try buffalo hunting).
My ability to continue to make progress as a student at SPC has been due to the combination of financial aid, the Women on the Way Program, and scholarships. Even though I am still struggling very hard, the progress I have been able to achieve has brought me closer to my dream of earning my degree. The ability to further my educational development makes my disability seem insignificant because I am constantly moving forward and my future looks bright. I am no longer fearful or apprehensive as my feelings of insecurity have taken a backseat to the pride I now feel about the success I have made so far. I am still very heavily involved in tutoring and I use some of the awarded scholarship money to purchase materials and teaching aids in order
In most cultures, family plays a big role in one’s life. Family helps shapes people into who they become by giving
One of these is that on Thanksgiving everybody comes together to my parents’ house in New Jersey for a huge feast. On Christmas only my mother and the children (me and my brother) travel to Illinois to spend a week with my grandparents. On New Years Eve we all get together at my parents’ house in New Jersey and toast to the New Year with champagne and apple cider. During Labor Day weekend all of my family travels to South Jersey to my grandfathers’ condo. We usually spend all of our time on the beach and barbequing, except on Sunday when we go to church. After all, my grandfather is a minister. One of our biggest family traditions is going back to Puerto Rico. Every year my mother and I travel back to Puerto Rico for a portion of our summer vacation. Now that I am older I travel there more often and stay there much longer. My father never joins because he doesn’t like my mothers side of the father too much and he thinks that we when we speak Spanish we are all plotting against him. Of course that’s not true though. My bother doesn’t speak Spanish so he doesn’t like to go either. I guess that tradition is one that belongs solely to my mother and I.
Since my family lived so close together, we had many family traditions that remain important. We gather for nearly every holiday for a meal and routine. For Easter every year, we have an Easter egg hunt and dinner at my grandmother’s house. For Christmas Eve, we always went to my great-grandparents house and had dinner and exchanged gifts. For Christmas, we celebrated at home, and then went to my grandmother's for breakfast with our cousins. The importance of all of the holidays we celebrated was that no matter what was going on in our lives,
In our lives, we have to make important choices, and sometimes our choices determine our happiness or sadness. As a Filipino, our families tell us to do well in school and to not make bad choices because they want us to be successful and to have ethical morals. Growing up as a Catholic, I was taught to be obedient and respectful to my family which has shaped who I am today. Yet, I too made some mistakes, and I learned from the consequences. From my failures, I learned to not belittle myself, but to grow.
At home, my family practiced fairly mundane traditions, at least from my perspective. Every Friday night, my dad, my sister, and I would drive over to my uncle’s house to have “Shabbat”, or, “the day of rest”. Here, I would spend time listening to anecdotes shared over the dinner table or listen to my grandpa give cliché life lessons I could learn from the game of chess. He would tell me phrases such as to “never give up” and “you control your future.” Cliché as they were, these lessons did help me get through tough barriers I faced in school.