Does one ever really wonder or truly understand their cultural backgrounds? That is something that I will probably never know. Being that I was adopted as a young child and know nothing about my original family. I have asked many times, but my adopted parents tell me that I’m better off not knowing. Maybe someday I will learn about my real parents, but for now I am just happy that another family took me in, and gave me a chance.
My adopted parents are of Polish & Cherokee decent. Both of my grandpas have told me many stories of how much life has changed from when they were younger. For example women weren’t ...view middle of the document...
We were all very close. We went to church every Sunday whether we wanted to or not. We had a great childhood other than we weren’t allowed to play or have any friends that weren’t like us. Our parents said that wasn’t socially acceptable and it would not be tolerated in no way shape or form. When it came to college however we were on our own. When I turned eighteen I moved out on my own and started my own life took a few college classes and worked my first full time job. It was great being able to experience so many different customs and meet different people. Things that I was never allowed too do while I lived at home with my parents. I learned that the world is much bigger and has so much more to offer.
All though I’m grown I still know nothing about my past. My family and I aren’t as close as we once were. We have very different ideas of the world and, how I should be raising my daughter. I have many friends of different nationalities and they just don’t think that is acceptable. I am also raising my daughter to believe that all individuals are the same regardless...