Our parents want the best for us, they teach us to be polite and be kind to people. I came to the United States of America from El Salvador when I was about four years old. I do not remember anything much from my childhood, but I do recall certain moments. When my …show more content…
On the opposite side, my grandmother was taught that if you do not know how to cook for a man then you will never be married. The woman in our family were not the only ones experiencing sexism within our own family. The boys in my family were taught that men needed to be masculine and dominant or you were considered a “girl” or a “maricon.” My cousins were taught to never cry in public, if they did they were always told, “¿Porque estas llorando? No sos niña.” Which translates to, “Why are you crying? You are not a girl.” My grandparents, mother, and father were taught that marriage is between a man and a woman. That a “real marriage” is the ability to have kids that are your own blood. The year and the place my grandparents were taught these ideas, is when it was mostly common for people of the LGTBQ community to be seen as wrong. Today, thinking that a marriage is between a man and a woman is a belief of the …show more content…
In the essay, “Beauty: When the Other Dancer is the Self,” Alice Walker’s message is that the idea of beauty is based on one’s perception. As a child Walker was a self absorbed child, she was admired by her father and others for her appearance and attitude. “I have a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, checkered shirt and pants, all red. My playmates are my brothers, two and four years older than I. Their colors are black and green, the only difference in the way we dress” (Walker 23.) Older siblings can influence the way we dress, act, and behave. In a Netflix comedy special, Hasan Minhaj: Homecoming King, Minhaj jokes about younger siblings, “This is a PSA younger siblings... bring nothing to the table… where do you think you got that from... us clothes, cultures, money.” Even though Minhaj was somewhat joking with the audience, there is truth to his joke. Older siblings encourage academic success, in middle school my cousins would always compete for the better report card. Stephannie, my cousin, would always want to listen to her brother’s music and would always claimed she liked it even when she did not. When I was younger I would copy Stephannie, when she started to read books, I started to read books. When she would buy clothing, I would try to buy clothes she might wear. It was a never-ending