Growing Up Mexican In America
In
the Farmworker’s Daughter written by Rose Castillo Gilbault, described
her growing life as a Mexican in the Unites States with charm, courage
and passion. Rose life is like a mirror to my own life, with unique
experiences and maturing in an early age; the major influences in Rose’s
life that also influenced in my life are: English language, traditions
and my mother.
In Rose’s childhood one of the most challenging and torturing agent of socialization was the language. Since her, whom primary language is Spanish and lack of comunication with people made her feel desperate to learn English.
At six years of age, “I lived i a world of confusion-the language(…)
spun around me like a vortex.Within one year I had moved away from
family and the stability of a routine to a foreign country with a
foreign language”(47). With such a dramatic change in life to a little
girl impacted her very strong, but eventually in a very slow pace and unexpectedly the English language revealed to herself.
Such like Rose, my first language is Spanish and I have the same stuggle. I am a talkative person.
When I came to this country at the age of thirteen, I could not
understand anything and no one; which it was the most silent moments of
my life. I felt fotunate that I knew how to socialize, but the
language was a barrier, a limit, a stop sign that it was hard to pass.
It was hard to learn and to ask for help, if a made body signs the
people would stare and laugh, but it did not stop me from learning; I
forced myself to opened my mind to an strange world.
The
traditions are very important part of a self identity. Rose loved going
to Mexico every every year to celebrate Christmas. Her reality of her
family and Mexico were synonimous with Christmas. “[I] felt detached
from American celebrations but, like polite guest, we’d sample the
traditions”(115). Although, Rose felt awkard immitating American holiday
traditions by humming the carols, being delight by by the glowing
decorations at the neighborhood and baking cookies. Rose and her
family were hunger for celebration until they got to Mexico, whom
traditions were the posadas and the Three Wise Men.
I idenify with my traditions as much Rose did. I like to celebrate Christmas with my family, where I did not feel like a guest admiring carols and lights. Every
year I go to Mexico to celebrate the holidays, to have some posadas and
to wait for the Three Wise Man to come. When I celebrated christmas in
my Grandmother’s house; we made a pinata full of fruits and candy, which
is always the main attraction for the children in the neighboor. After braking the pinata, we write letters with all our wishes to the Three Wise Men, who bring our wishes back on January 6. Only one year I celebrated the holidays in America and I honestly did not feel like home.
A mother is the most important person in a child’s life. Rose loved her mother, who always encourage her to do better in life. When
Rose was feeling tired at work from picking garlic, her mom encourage
her to do better by some powerful words that only a mom can say, “You’re
a very responsible worker.You are a great help to me”(108). Rose felt
better and worked much faster and harder, because she knew that her mom
needed help. Rose admired her mom and she became what she is now, thanks
to her mother encouragment.
Just
like Rose’s mother, my mom encourage me to do better in life. My mom
has been always there for me as I always been there for her. Since I was little she always asked me to help her with her job, whose duties were money administration and organizing files.
With my mom’s lean teachings and lessons she taught me over the years, I
was able to be responsible and organizad. I soon realized that I was
able to move out of the house and start to be independent. However, my
mom did not like the idea, but she encouraged me more to follow my
dreams. So far I have been living by myself one year, going to collage
and working. Even in my hard times, my mom has been there to cheer me up
and do better.
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