The Intricacies of Cubanness :: Personal Narrative Writing

The Intricacies of Cubanness Hey bro, en Hialeah me quedo, I said to my friends Eddie Safille, Alex G Gonzalez and Orlie Castelblanco as we finished up our Cuban coffee while playing a crippled of dominos. Eddie, in an enthusiastic voice, answers, You better believe Im staying in Hialeah. This smudge is our home. 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 inelegant where we dont feel like a minority. We cling to our Cuban culture like a python clings to its prey while it squeezes the life word 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 lay moves my feet across the floor like a hurricane taking a township by storm, or every time I drink most caf while playing dominos in the park or foot 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 hover over us in a seemingly endless clomp 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 assumption in where Im from. I like to think of my heathen heritage as a chocolate chip biscuit. The dough of the cookie is an Americanized version of both Cuban and Lebanese cultures making up the volume of the cookie, while the chips are a mix of many cultures that have influenced me in smaller ways, such as my fathers Irish roots. The movement 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 finds parents. Although both my Cuban and Lebanese influences have greatly wedged my life, my Cuban-American culture is witho ut 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.