The Importance Of My Family

I believe there’s a lot of things important in our lives, but I would like to discuss only three. Change is always happening but we adapt to it to keep living on. One thing I really believe is important is my family. That’s just one thing I believe you may think that money is important we all have different opinions. We all think somethings important but it might not be important to others. So I’m going to tell you what I think appropriate importance is to me.

Even tho many are lucky to have their parents together and grow up in one family that was altogether, I was lucky to grow in a divorced family and I say lucky because I have become stronger because of this situation and even tho I have become stronger, I have also learned to cut off the slack off myself. I grew up with 3 older male siblings and we were not the type to get along and share, some of us would help each other and the older tell the younger how to survive through different circumstances but I was left out.

Four kids had come along with my dad's new girlfriend. They were all boys and all older than my brother and I.

What is a family? To me the word family has so many meanings, but to me it’s a group of people who will always be in your life no matter what. Having a family means that you have people that will never leave you hanging. A family is a pack, a bond. My definition comes from seeing how my family operates and no matter what, they always show love to one another. My family is Guyanese, meaning they came from the Caribbean island Guyana. Our culture revolves music, food and being very social. This involves a lot of parties and family gatherings, allowing us to always see each other and keep in touch. But, how did my family get here? What was their life journey? And how did that affect me?

Growing up, I didn’t have the classic loving family everyone dreams of. I understand that no family is perfect, but some can have more or less problems than others. I have some regrets about my family. However, I also wouldn’t change a thing. My experience has made me who I today. My perspective is from a girl whose parents split up at age 6.

Throughout life, our values change and grow. At a young age, we value our toys and material possessions. But, as we mature, our values take on a different role, a more substantial meaning. What I value most at this point in my life is family and friends. My family is what i value most and my friends I count them as my family too but if they were with me since pre-kinder and never done anything bad to me or me to them so we could of stayed together from the past until now.

I was blessed with a happy childhood filled with good memories and a supporting group of family ,friends and teachers. However, by the time I was thirteen, I had constantly been getting into trouble in school and at home. I would get into unnecessary fights both on the playground and off. Texting has become the note-passing of twenty-First-century bullies and this was the way people treated me. At home, I would get into conflict with my parents because of the sad news of my grades. They cared about my future, but I didn’t. Growing up with an older brother who constantly did well in school made me feel inferior, isolated and lonely. It felt like my parents believed he would succeed, but that I wouldn't. Similar to the animated television series “Tom and Jerry” my parents would see my brother as Jerry, the innocent one, and me as Tom, the big cruel one.

from then on my path was set. I had made my decision, I would run. Throughout my childhood I was always the short one. I could not say I was not athletic, but you would not see my making plays and scoring goals. I was always hesitant, worried for all of their safeties, worried for my own safety. Needles to say football was not my sport, but we will come back to that. I played almost every sport I could think of, I played Basketball, I played Baseball, I played Soccer, I played football, and almost every track event that they let me in. sadly, I wasn’t very good at any of them.

When I was in fourth grade, the age of ten, I was an insecure little girl. I would be embarrassed by the littlest things. If I did not sit up straight in class, have the latest new clothes or have the coolest new gadgets as everyone else. I felt very different than everyone else. My parents were not happily married like everyone else. But there was something very different about me when I would run I would have sharp knife jabbing pains in my right foot, so I would run with a skip in between each stride. Mainly after school when I got home after gym class. I would cry to my mom the sharp knife pains and how I got picked on for how I ran. I would complain for endless hours. Once my mom got sick and tired of hearing about my pains she decided to take me to the podiatrist.

As an eight year old, I was a little confused. The main question I had in my mind was why was this all happening? I would not get the entire picture until later after splicing together bits and pieces of conversation. I definitely was a little curious, as I naturally am, but I was not sure exactly what to think. This change in my life was very sudden, and I really had no choice to accept that this is happening. Anger, ferocity, or hate were not a chapter in my book

My parents getting a divorce changed my life tremendously. As terrible as it sounds, it kind of forced me to pick a favorite parent. This was because I saw my mom way more than I saw my dad. I became so much closer with my mom than my dad. They got a divorce because they always got into fights and agreed on very little in life. It did not make sense to me. How could two people love eachother one day, and then hate each other the next? It had to be me and my sister’s fault. We had to be the reason they always fought. As a result of this, so much stress was put onto my shoulders. Going from house to house every week was exhausting. I can remember forgetting something at my mom's house when I would be going to my dad’s house. My dad’s echoing roaring voice would always approach me. I will never forget this scream. Fear was put into my eyes every time my ears heard it. I felt like the only person I could connect to in this

Social institutions are the established patterns of socialized behavior within society discussed in class. There are more than the five selected social institutions that I am going to talk about but family, politics, education, religion, and economy seem the most interesting to me. Family is the most important to me and I will discuss why that it is.

Majority of the time I would live with my mother in Chestermere because my dad would be gone for one month then be back for five to seven days. When he would go we wouldn’t skype anymore because of excuses. Eventually this really caused a divide in the family. After my dad doing this for over a year and a half my mom had soon found out during this that my dad was cheating on her. My mom almost every night after school lock herself in her room and completely ignore Simon and I. Simon and I were in charge of making our lunches and also making dinner, practically taking care of ourselves and each other instead of having a parent looking and taking care of us. Soon our family became very anti social towards each other and people around us. Almost every night my mom would be drinking alcohol. One night at two in the morning I heard very loud yelling coming from out in the hall/ my moms room. I automatically had assumed that my dad had came home or my parents were fighting. Eventually I decided that I would go check out what was happening. Almost every light was on in the whole house and about five police officers were in my house. Frantically I had tried to figure out what was happening by myself but a woman police officer had noticed that me and my brother were out of our rooms and quickly came to assist to us. “ Your mom has

Family is the most valuable group of people in life. Family is whom you should also give your hand to, to be loyal to, after all they are who raised you. For me, family means somebody who is close to me, even by blood or by heart. Family is divided in six structures, and there is no best one. Each unit of family has its pros and cons. When I grow up, I want to have a nuclear family because it’s the one I live in right now and the one I want for my future. I see more advantages than disadvantages, and this structure has got my attention the most. However, some conditions can affect the best unit of family. In the book, We Need New Names, we deal with two types of situation that are common today, the nuclear and the extended family. Aunt Fostalina’s family is an example of nuclear family, which the members are Aunt Fostalina, Uncle Kojo, and TK. However, Darling’s family back in Paradise is an example of extended family, in which she lived with her mother, her father – when he came back from South Africa –, and with her grandmother.

Finding who you are throughout a lifetime is one of the most challenging thing to discover. However, in my case, family is the most important part of all when it comes to who am I today. My past structured my life as how it is right now and I am great full for it. My identity is not completed but let me tell you at lease, who I’ve become today. My family is quite unique but I can talk about four sociological concepts that demonstrates the relation towards my identity.