Narrative Essay About My Mexican Culture

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For most of my life, I lived in my grandmother’s home with my two brothers and baby sister. We lived there for several years before getting our own home. My grandmother taught us many things about our Hispanic culture. I can remember making homemade tortillas on Saturday mornings and listening to her switch from English to Spanish when talking on the phone with her sisters. When I think of my Hispanic culture, I think of my grandmother. There is nothing that I love more than her. When we first moved in with her, I was unhappy with the amount of quinceañera, weddings, and parties we would attend in a short amount of time. There were always older relatives that I did not recognize telling me stories of when I was a baby. The music was always …show more content…
Beans and rice were always on the menu. Grandma’s homemade tortillas were served for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I was always amazed by how many different dishes you could make with just a tortilla. Although we usually ate as a family at home, after Sunday mass we would meet up at our favorite taqueria for breakfast. Waking up Sunday mornings for church and breakfast were always great memories. When I was younger, we would go to church and sit with my grandmother and parents in the pews. Sometimes it felt as if we lived at the church with the amount of volunteer hours we did. The women of my family are members of the Catholic Daughters of America. In this organization, they perform volunteer services and fundraising for the church and senior students. Even though my siblings and I are not part of this organization, we participate much of our time towards helping them in their endeavors. I understand that being Hispanic is not just about the food, dances, and language. When you look into the eyes of your relatives and listen to the stories of their childhood, or watch them share jokes with your parents, you can see the culture in their eyes. The taste of heritage in every meal passed down from mother to daughter generation after generation. There is so much more to tell about family, faith, and ancestry that cannot be described but