My Roots Make Me, Me

I grew up watching Bollywood movies. My first language was Malayalam. I eat Indian food for dinner every night. Throughout my childhood, my parents continually immersed me in Indian culture. I was continually reminded of where they originally came from, my home away from home, and I could not be more grateful. Growing up in a culture-oriented family, I have been able to learn so much about my family.


The backwaters in Kerala, India. Photo courtesy of Wikivoyage.

At the end of the day, the most memorable way to learn about my roots was visiting India. About once every two years, my family and I will travel halfway across the world to visit relatives and enjoy the most beautiful place in the world. We are from a region in India known as Kerala where you can see the most mesmerizing backwaters. For my parents, they get to visit their childhood homes, and with this, they get to tell me and my sisters all of their experiences growing up. We get to learn more about each other and who we truly are.

Throughout my life, the thing I am most proud of is being Indian. It makes me who I am and that will never change. It is the foundation of my childhood, and I cannot wait to pass on the amazing culture to my children.

By: Angeline Jacob, Co-Junior Editor-in-Chief

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