a Great Descripcion

My family and I have always been very close. One of the reasons been that we all love to scuba dive and extreme sports and thus sharing a common interest makes us grow closer and have interestingtopics to talk about rather than the usual ‘’how was school today?’’. Also we are Latin, so as you might know, family and family values are a very important thing in our culture.
My mom and dad havealways loved traveling. Before having my sister and I they spent many years traveling. The cool thing is that after my mom gave birth to us we realized we enjoy each other’s company, and thus me andmy sister became part of these trips. We’ve spend every vacation possible traveling around the world.
Since I was little, we’ve been to Egypt, Barcelona, Paris, New York, Los Angeles, Miami, Turks andCaicos, Puerto Rico, Honduras, Cuba, St.Barts, Utila, San Francisco, Boston, Philadelphia, Madrid we could go on and on, and every time we’ve traveled we have perceived the big cultural differencesthat varied from country to country. However I only experienced these differences as a tourist, I never moved to any of those countries. Until one day that my mom got very sick and we had to move toWashington; she had a very rare lung disease that couldn’t be cured in my country, and even in the U.S. we had to look for specialized doctors that could try to cure her, it was a rattle.
However, thisis not the point of my story so let’s not deviate from the subject.
I was born in a very small island in the Caribbean called the Dominican Republic.|
it’s probably the most beautiful country I’veyet seen.
My country is mightily beautiful,
With its white-sand beaches and tropical ambiance,
But poverty and violence certainly blurs all good thoughts about it.
However never have I seenhappier people.
And even though my mom was able to provide for me,
All my surroundings were people that sometimes went to bed
Without having eaten anything and without knowing if tomorrow they...