The mute latino

All my life I grew up in a Allentown rice and bean making environment. My family always goes to my great grandma's house and the smell of rice and beans just lures you in. I use my Spanish One knowledge and a little bit of the spanish I speak at home, to communicate with my mama because like me, she only knows one language. I know English and she knows Spanish. I never knew the importance of speaking spanish. I doesn’t understand and not knowing something or ignorance is terrible especially when it’s your own culture and race. When my family moved to Philly when I was younger all my friends were African american . I just adapted to that way of life , so I felt more connected with one side of my race.I didn’t learn about my race until I got a lot older. I believe the friends you are around will shape you into who you are and vice versa.Then, when I was younger , I moved to Carlisle because my mom went to get her law degree for three years. The majority of my friends were Caucasian, and because of that, I slowly began to lose my roots. I started acting like my friends until I was discriminated for it. That would be like a wake up call. “ Hey Zeyah” “Wsp Aaron” lllllll/lll Outta nowhere I Aaron licked my face “ Yooo why did you do that” “ You black so I wanted to see if you tasted like chocolate” ( Zeyah Runs off to the office) When I moved to Philadelphia,I attended M.C.S. located on Spring Garden,with the majority of students were black, and I began to transform. For example when I was in Carlisle, I listen to more Pop and songs on the radio, but Philadelphia was trendy with Hip-hop. I started admiring hip-hop more, and starting adapting to Philly slang and I had to get tougher. The only problem was my school had a astonishing Social Studies class but it didn’t have a Spanish class where I could learn. I didn’t mind it as much until , I wanted some more food and my mama who her only language is spanish couldn’t understand me Not speaking Spanish when your Spanish is terrible.You can’t even have a simple conversation with your own family. Everywhere I go they start speaking the language and I just have to shake my head. “No se” It’s frustrating especially when other hispanics come at you for it. One day I was meeting new people and I met some spanish girl at school. “Hey” “Hey” “What are you?” “ Puerto Rican, Dominican, Black” “ *starts speaking spanish*” “ uhhh...I’m currently learning on Rosetta right now.” I make up little slick excuses so I don’t look as bad. I say things wrong to like the pronunciations of different foods or just regular words because I had little practice in saying these words.I say if you learn as a baby you will know more because babies soak up more than when you grow up learning. Even though I struggle with the language. Even though I struggle with the language, I still love my culture and never will forget my roots. Through my eyes this system is very important because this is you your personality and your traits. I love everything about my cultures I can relate to so many people since I’m half and half. Everything to Malcolm X and Collard Greens to pastelillos de arroz y frijoles. My family embraces their culture too. We love dancing at parties and just being ourselves. My mom introduced me to Mark Anthony which is my favorite spanish artist right now. Currently I'm still learning but the instruments and the beats in which makes you want to dance. All I do is dance like in the Dominican Republic where they are very proud to be spanish. I learnt some words there but everything was so culturally based the people dancing Salsa and Meringue until sun up until sundown. I often hang out with both of my families on my dad's side and on my mom’s side. My mom’s side is spanish and my dad’s side is black. I hang out more with my dad’s side now because they live closer, when I’m there I eat more cornbread, fried chicken, and white rice My spanish family eats more fried plantains, pastelillos, and rice and beans I do see sometime a mix though in cultures which I love seeing. We eat these foods like at get togethers.