My mom and my biological father were both born, and for the most part raised in northern Argentina. My father’s grandparents immigrated to Argentina from Italy, and my mom’s grandpa came from Spain. Because I come from a Hispanic family, I have been taught to greet everyone with a hug and kiss even if it’s the first time I meet him or her. Sometimes, it’s awkward. But truth be told, it really breaks down the barriers—how could it not? When I meet somebody new at college, it will be first nature for me to treat them as such and expose them to the diversity of my life.
Not only will I be able to bring diversity by the manners that I am used to, but the morning routines. I have grown up where every morning my mom and I drink a traditional Argentine tea called yerba mate. Whomever it is that ends up being my roommate is going to have to deal with my morning drink that my adopted dad so cleverly calls “sweet hay”.
I think the best part of the diversity I can bring to the