Growing up, I heard a lot of stories about my mother's grandfather.
Family traditions include my grandmas spaghetti sauce and my grandpas chili. We celebrate typical American holidays.
Heroes celebrated in my house were my moms grandfather and Wonder Woman who my mom idolized since she was young.
My family "dicho" is "you make your own decisions. Sort of like an "I told you so!"
My family often likes to tell stories about my sister and I when we were young. They communicate a message of love.
My parents raised me that respect looks like being kind to others. Putting others needs before my own.
I was trained to console people when they cried. To return happiness. And to read a persons body cues when they're angry.
I was taught to be polite and proper with authority figures. Using ma'am and sir with strangers.
I called any adults I didn't know sir or ma'am. My friends parents, I called Mr. or Mrs. (Insert first name) once I got to know them, but I always began with the last name.
My parents always got on my sister and I for talking back to them. I don't think I can say I ever talked back to another adult.