Based on this essay find an annotated bibliography this is the rubric of the homework
Name
Name
Prof. Siobhan Pokorney
SOC 26600
The definition of family can often be very confusing for me due to all that I have had to go through as time goes by. To begin with, my parents never had the perfect marriage, my grandmother forced my father to take care of me since he avoided my mother because he did not want to assume that responsibility, so from the beginning they started badly. A short time later, when I was two years old, we had a car accident and my parents had to get married so that my mother could have health insurance and thus be able to operate on her because she was very serious. As the years went by, they understood each other less and less, they had many arguments and we had different psychologists because of the endless fights that my parents had, but I think the story begins more when I turned twelve, at this age my mother convinces my father to let her I sent him to the United States for a trip but he did not know that my mother's intentions were to stay in the United States and ask my father for a divorce. When this happens automatically, I was left in limbo since during that marriage they had my sister and my brother who at that time were four and eight years old, so when I was barely twelve years old, I was going to have to take care of them. and the things of the house.
To be able to take care of my brother and sister was a radical change in my life. I went from studying in the morning to studying at night so I could have time to cook and organize. My eight-year-old sister studied in the morning and my little brother When I was four years old, I studied in the afternoon, so I took care that they ate and were well, I also tried to be there for them at any time they needed me so that they didn't notice my mother's absence and my father's absence too much since he was passing by. working and his days off he did not like to be with us so many times he disappeared on weekends and only left us twenty dollars so that we could eat, many times he did not answer his cell phone, or in some cases, he would not answer us if he was at home, He would take us to the pool or a park and leave us there for up to 6 hours or more. I think my father never assumed his role as a father since he did not know our birthdays and even less our names, he did not know what school we were in even though he had lived with us all our lives he really did not know anything, we were strangers that all the lives We had pretended to be a happy family.
Possibly the worst part of this is not that my father knows absolutely nothing about me, for me the worst part is never having tried to give us emotional support when we needed it most and instead of being able to communicate with my mother, he forbade us to talk to her and not We had access to social networks under his supervision. In one way or another, the punishment he was giving my mom for abandoning him caused a lot of damage to us and he didn't care. My father never cared at all because he was always looking for a way to complicate my life even though he never had any reason to treat me badly, I was always submissive, I kept quiet many times out of fear, and my father hit me very hard for things that were not They make sense, for example, if I cooked a lot of food, he would hit me if I had friends, he would hit me, I couldn't go out, I couldn't wear makeup, and he also forced me to study advanced classes at a private university. Even so, these things hurt me, but not as much as his words., the blows fade but hurtful words always stay in your heart and my dad never hesitated to say things that really hurt me.
We all have a limit and my limit came the day my dad hit me too much because he thought I was late, that day I was leaving school and my dad was just on his way and he got very angry when he found me walking home because I had to be at my house at 4:15 and my dad thought it was 6:15 since he used a watch that only had the hands of the watch and lines that watch had no numbers I know clearly that because after hitting me at home his The boss called him angrily asking him where he was if it was not his departure time yet and he returned to work, I remember that I yelled for help and some neighbors heard me, the next day at school all the neighbors went to talk to the principal so that They filed a complaint but she did nothing despite the notorious blows she had so one of them went to talk to my father and he knew that he had hit me for no reason and he only replied that I deserved those blows, at that moment I just wanted to go I came from there but I had no maternal family to help me so I decided to use the phone to contact my mom and he realized, that made things worse and he hit me again so I begged him to let me go, so he told me that I left with my things and didn't come back, when I went out the door my grandmother just laughed at me and yes it can be strange that my grandmother couldn't defend me but she didn't have the intention of helping me either, she had always had a macho mentality so my Dad was always right. Little by little it was how my meaning of family deteriorated, I always thought that my family would always support me and be with me in my worst moments, many of us base ourselves on the fact that a family is based more on mom and dad, dad and dad or mom and mom but for me all this time my family was based on my brothers and me because we only had ourselves while we suffered all this time.
5
