Essay About Myself
How My Multicultural Family Has Influenced My Life and My View on Religion
When thinking about a subject for a personal essay, the one aspect of my personality and my life that kept coming back in to focus was the duel nationalities that make up the central core of my family, and how exactly this multicultural upbringing has shaped me as an individual. In this essay I will attempt to explain how the mixture of England and Spain that encapsulated my childhood helped to mould that kind of person I became in my adulthood.
I grew up in the south of England, the product of an English mother and a Spanish father, and as a result I had a wide and varied extended family that represented two very different kinds of cultures. On my mother’s side, my family were more of a reserved crowd, the stereotypical examples of a middle class English family; very loving and very happy but always restrained and aware of the image they were projecting at any given time. As with many English people in the late 80s and early 90s, they would claim to be Church of England Christians, but the level of this faith only travelled as far as hanging up a few religious ornaments at Christmas and Easter.
The case was very different, in almost every aspect, on my father’s side. My father was a Spanish man, born in Madrid, and both he, his parents and all of my extended Spanish relatives were devout Roman Catholics. Having spent more time with my English relatives for obvious reasons during my childhood, it was always an exhilarating shock to the system to spend time with my Spanish family. Where my British relatives were fairly quiet and reserved in nature, my Spanish relatives knew nothing else than to emote loudly and evoke emotions in such a way that, if you didn’t know they were having a pleasant conversation, would look like the most heated of arguments. Their devotion to their religion was something that fascinated me, with regular trips to mass and confession, as well as the annual midnight trip to church on Christmas Eve.
Overall, when I really sit down to consider it, I would have to say that I feel both my brother and I are perfectly combined products of both English and Spanish culture. There is no doubt that to a stranger I come across as British despite my dark Mediterranean features, and I do possess a large portion of the traditional English reserved spirit, but to complement this there is a natural tendency to be more outspoken, outwardly affectionate and extroverted, something I no doubt picked up from the free-spirits on my Spanish side. Though I was christened in the Church of England, there is something about the Roman Catholic church that I found myself drawn towards since childhood, not necessarily for strict religious reasons but more for the feeling of spirit and community that is expressed in much more emotional way compared to traditional British churches.