Personal Narrative: My Experience In Hispanic Culture

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Traditionally, in my Hispanic culture a girl becomes a woman until she turns 15. Usually, this significant event is celebrated with a religious ceremony and a banquet with beautiful decorations that lighten the ball room, yet my abnormal celebration came quite early when I was sent off to work at the age of 14. At the age of 14 I thought I knew everything, I was always right according to my ego, and my parents reasons for sending me off were absurd and demented . Little did I know that I was just a self centered, pampered, and stingy girl who was about to face off with reality. Summer of 2014, I walked into work and for the first time in a long time I felt confused, scared, and useless. A week and a half went by and my body began to ached …show more content…
I remember the feeling of every Wednesday morning when I went to work knowing it was pay day and my check was ready for me to pick up. I felt blessed knowing that every cent on my check was due to my hard work, the aching of my feet and hands was being recompensed. In fact, every time I would stop by a store to buy my favorite snacks, when i faced the cash register, I'd think to myself, “well there goes an hour of work.” I became more conscious about spending money and once again the vision of my mother sitting at the kitchen counter splitting her money trying to cover all expenses to maintain the lights on and warm water to shower every morning. Not to mention, I met people who encounter similar or even worse obstacles in life like my mother had. I was able to listen to stories of people who've crossed borders all the way from the country of Honduras seeking for new opportunities in a country I was blessed to be born