“Me my Dad and Future I”
By Vicente Pena
As I sit here thinking on the relationship between me and my name I start thinking about my culture. Some are tied down by the unspoken rules or beliefs on how someone should be or act, not me. I am extremely proud to carry the name of my dad, Vicente Pena. Carrying his name does not mean I am cloaked by a shadow of his reputation. It means he chose me as the perdosesor and person to carry on his name. It fills my heart with pride the fact that my brother was the first born son yet, it was me, me the one he chose. Not a lot of people have my name but in my opinion thats a great thing because no one confuses me with anyone.
Vicente Pena, even the name itself might come off as a serious strong sounding name, perfectly fitted for a strong hardworking man. Me and my dad might have a lot of similarities but are unique in our way when it comes to presenting ourselves to the world. He’s responsible, intelligent, and conservative. Me as his son am determined, strategic, and social. Day by day as funny as it seems I look in the mirror see his reflection. The mustache and eyebrows, the staple in the Pena name. The naturally serious face might be intimidating but were funny people.
Occasionally i’m made fun of by being called Vicente Fernandez, a musical genius in the genre of Mariachi. It’s actually pretty flattering because him being a famous singer in the mexican culture and me being so intuned with my mexican roots. My name and the Mexican culture relate to each other so much that listening to someone say my name is like I can already see myself in my ranch waking up to the cries of the roosters and my uncle feeding the animals. My ears start vibrating just thinking about the sound of strings bounce of fingernails and violins sing at the top of their lungs.
When I was little my dad always told me he wanted me to be better than him. For a long time I did not know what he was talking about. Now I realize that through the hard work he has put in to give me a future, the world’s my oyster. I want to be in the medical field and do all these great things but not for one second forget where I come from. Nurse on weekdays, mariachi on weekends. Every stroke of the bow across the violin will be a representation of the pride I have being from Jalisco.Tags: ArribaJalisco IamaWhoIAm LifeAcademy NameMemoir ThanksDad