Aspirational Capital
By kross825December 1, 2014 - 11:27
Growing up, I was exposed to immigrants in two distinct settings: my hometown's university and the workers in my neighborhood. Many of our family friends were professors or students at one of Missouri's state universities, and a majority of them were from India. As a child, I grew up with their customs and traditions. Dinner parties always consisted of traditional Indian food, and we went to most of the cultural events for our town. I understood that our family friends were immigrants, but that didn't mean much to me. They were some of the smartest and hard working individuals I have met. Around the time of middle school, I moved from the small college town to a bigger suburb of St. Louis with well manicured lawns and matching houses.