The city where my parents grew up is called Caracas in Venezuela. The city was very exciting and different from the one in the United States but at the same time very similar. As my parents have told me, they grew up in a city that had a peculiar culture, people would be dancing all around, everyone would be nice to each other, and as kids, everything was an adventure. You could smell the odor of hot dogs everywhere as there were so many carts of fast food in the city. However, people were really fit and would exercise a lot. As a new president got to power, …show more content…
The city where I grew up was exotic to the eye, full of trees and flowers, and because of economic reasons, it was easier for my family to support us in a place where things were cheaper and small. In contrast to the previous descriptions, the city was in development, big buildings and malls everywhere around. By that time, my sister Andrea had developed a heart murmur and it was a hard time for every person related to them. My sister had to go through surgery as she was having problems eating and breathing, and my mother went into an x-ray checkup without realizing she was pregnant with me. She felt scared as she could have put me in danger, but then after a checkup, she knew that my sister and I were going to be