My Horrific Stereotypes

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In my unique life I have a set of unusual circumstances. For instance, I come from a Hispanic household that contradicts itself. At a young age my father would tell me that although I was a girl I was not limited on what I could do. However, my mother couldn't surpass my father's judgement and disapproval when she search for a job. In fact, my father believed my mother's place was at home like every other Hispanic male usually does. I do not want to fall into this horrific stereotype. I will not settle for such a life. I will do as my mother and go against this with all I have yet with more knowledge.
For over 24 years my father supported my entire household. Unfortunately, he was injured well working. This allowed him to realize that my mother's

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