My Family Raised Me
We are not the one who decide where we born. Some people born in a small village and the other get a chance to born a capital city .According to the place where you born and the economy that your family have affect the way you raised .I am going to share you that were and how I raised.
I born in Ethiopia 175km far from the capital city Adiss Abeba .My father was a military and mother was a house wife .I had three brothers and one sister .My Dad was died when I was four years old, I couldn’t remember him well. My mom was a strong woman who accepts the entire situation on that time and taking care of all of us .In our culture father is the authority figure .After his death mom was acted both a mom and a dad. Since I grow up at the age of seven I helped her such as sweeping the house and fetching water. My brothers helped the farmers in the filed afterschool and weekends we have a responsibility to feed the hens and collect the eggs, looking the cows, sheep’s, and the horses in the field .Mom and my older sister always cook I sometimes carried the lunch to the farmers in the filed .Mom always advised us we have to study hard .However, she was not learned. Today because of her encouragement we all are graduated from high school and some of them from universities’ I believed that she can be a role model parent.
In our tradition there are a lot of rules that children must follow .for examples, respect the elders, don’t question authority, don’t interrupt our parents while they talking, don’t call adults by names. We have expected to be obedient and be disciplined .Even though, we lead hard lives, we also have fun ,we play out door games with the children of our neighborhood. The game we played and enjoyed were hockey, breaking the ground, hide and seek and soccer.
In our cultures parents often use physical punishments and they believe in its effectiveness. Sometimes our neighborhood punished us, if they see that we did something wrong....