Sunday, October 13, 2019
The Intricacies of Cubanness :: Personal Narrative Writing
The Intricacies of Cubanness            ââ¬Å"Hey bro, en Hialeah me quedo,â⬠ I said to my friends Eddie Safille, Alex ââ¬Å"Gâ⬠ Gonzalez and Orlie Castelblanco as we finished up our Cuban coffee while playing a game of dominos.  Eddie, in an enthusiastic voice, answers, ââ¬Å"You better believe Iââ¬â¢m staying in Hialeah.  This place is our home.â⬠  We all love Hialeah, as city in Miami-Dade County located a few miles from Miami city limits and is predominantly Cuban.  Hialeah is one of the only cities in this country where we donââ¬â¢t feel like a minority.  We cling to our Cuban culture like a python clings to its prey while it squeezes the life form its lungs with its muscular body.  I feel a strong bond with my Cuban heritage, every time I play my bongos, every time the Salsa beat moves my feet across the floor like a hurricane taking a town by storm, or every time I drink some cafà © while playing dominos in the park or behind La Carreta restaurant.  One of my favorite memories is of my    friends and I playing a game of dominos at Bayfront Park downtown with Latin music in the background, feeling the ocean breeze brush against our faces, and seeing all the skyscrapers tower over us in a seemingly endless bundle of beauty and majesty.  The city, with its sun-splashed avenues has treated the Cuban people with love and respect and has contributed to my pride in where Iââ¬â¢m from.          I like to think of my cultural heritage as a chocolate chip cookie.  The dough of the cookie is an Americanized version of both Cuban and Lebanese cultures making up the majority of the cookie, while the chips are a mix of many cultures that have influenced me in smaller ways, such as my fatherââ¬â¢s Irish roots. The reason the Cuban and Lebanese cultures because the most predominate is mostly as a result of how I grew up. All my life I have lived with my parents, and my motherââ¬â¢s parents.          Although both my Cuban and Lebanese influences have greatly impacted my life, my Cuban-American culture is without doubt the most influential of all.  The first language I spoke was Spanish.  Most of my friends are also of Cuban decent, and the city that I grew up in, Miami, is a strong hold of Cuban power in the United States.  					    
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