Mexican American Pros And Cons
“Javier para que rompes tus pantalones, ya no te voy a comprar nada para que se te quite!” yelled my mother as I strutted down the hall in my jeans that went through rough adjustments the night before. The translation: Javier why did you rip your pants; I’m not buying you anything so you won’t do that anymore. Growing up in a lower middle class Mexican household has its pros and cons, additionally being the first born of a second generation, but it has shaped me into the individual I am today.
I thoroughly enjoyed growing up including the hardships that came with it.
I was a positive outcome of a failed relationship, which almost felt like living two different lives. Similar to the different lives people live at school/work and the ones lived at home. These two lives were completely distant from each other, both literally and figuratively. The divorce led my mother to flee home; one of the utmost diverse and populated cities in America the great city of Chicago. Into the arms of a man I happen to call step-dad who lives in one of …show more content…
My father lucky for him has exceeded a high school diploma and has climbed up the ladder of success. Meaning shopping with my mother meant looking for all the bargains or shopping at the thrift store. Differing from my father who could spend an extra buck for a pair of jeans.
I’ve always enjoyed buying clothes with my mother and father as they cause for excellent memories. However, as customs and traditions went, I wasn’t getting the clothes that would allow me liberty to express myself as an individual. I don’t blame my parents for being raised in a conservative country where they lived in a tiny village. I find my culture a big portion of my life and in every way incorporate those traditions into my everyday life. The restrictions I was growing up with caused my craving for creativity and
I thoroughly enjoyed growing up including the hardships that came with it.
I was a positive outcome of a failed relationship, which almost felt like living two different lives. Similar to the different lives people live at school/work and the ones lived at home. These two lives were completely distant from each other, both literally and figuratively. The divorce led my mother to flee home; one of the utmost diverse and populated cities in America the great city of Chicago. Into the arms of a man I happen to call step-dad who lives in one of …show more content…
My father lucky for him has exceeded a high school diploma and has climbed up the ladder of success. Meaning shopping with my mother meant looking for all the bargains or shopping at the thrift store. Differing from my father who could spend an extra buck for a pair of jeans.
I’ve always enjoyed buying clothes with my mother and father as they cause for excellent memories. However, as customs and traditions went, I wasn’t getting the clothes that would allow me liberty to express myself as an individual. I don’t blame my parents for being raised in a conservative country where they lived in a tiny village. I find my culture a big portion of my life and in every way incorporate those traditions into my everyday life. The restrictions I was growing up with caused my craving for creativity and