When I was growing up, my father moved to the suburbs of Massachusetts. My family wasn't invited into the community with open arms. We were the only and first Hispanics living there. But my father wasn't going to let them put us down nor out. For being Puerto Rican, we have a very strong culture. We stick together as one. For many years we had to prove to the community that we were a caring, well educated, and hard working family. Till this day my father still lives in the same community for over 20 years, but now he is highly respected. If it wasn't for my culture and what we stand for, we probably wouldn't be living in that community. I'm proud to be who I am. My culture taught me to be a strong, hard working, respectful, and caring person. And I see it like this... all cultures makes this one world.