Saturday, December 28, 2019

My Family Legacy Of My Grandmother - 1325 Words

â€Å"Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it† (Maya Angelou). My grandmother, a sixty-year-old woman, with a mind-set of a thirty-year old, is one of the most intelligent, outgoing people I’ve ever met. Her ability to make everyone around her feel special amazes me because everyone loves her and so do I. My grandmother defines our family legacy as â€Å"One of a tradition and hard work. Overcoming obstacles that are faced in everyday life.† â€Å"Within a family that has values, honesty, integrity, a strong work ethic and religion.† â€Å"I was born on October 1, 1948, in Braidwood, Illinois.† I was raised in a middle class family where my father was an orphaned at age of twelve and had to help raise his siblings. As he got†¦show more content†¦There were only 2 black kids in my class and only five in the whole school. By second grade I started to pick up my grades and focus on school. I went to Reid Cust er High School in Braidwood, Illinois. I had a few more good girl friends then, but never went to any proms. I used to go to shows with my friends. We would often try to catch a movie on the weekends and sometimes in the summer we would go to get away from the heat because it was much cooler in theater, than it was in my home. In school, I took college prep classes to prepare myself.† She took these classes to prepare herself for college and get an education because her family was very strict on her about exceeding because she was on one African American girl out of five in her school. In todays society our class rooms are more diverse and vary from all races. In my college classes I find people of all different ethnic backgrounds and see that there isn’t just one dominant race in each class as my grandmother experienced. â€Å"First, I went to Joliet Junior College. I didn’t have a lot of money to go to college since I came from a working class family, so I went and graduated from there. 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