The object I picked of this story is named the poncho. The poncho is prominent in the countries
\nthat reside in the Andes mountains; like from Venezuela all the way to the bottom tip of southern
\nAmerica which is Argentina. In each country there are different renditions of it with some
\nprioritizing patterns and or colors etc. The main use of these garments is to protect oneself
\nagainst the harsh winds and cold weather of the regions near the Andes Mountains range, dating
\nback to B.C.E times were indigenous people lived across the large stretch of mountains. My
\nfamily and I each got our own ponchos, but I tend to be the one to use it the most. The poncho I
\ngot in Chile, even though I am Ecuadorian marks an important part of my life. Before going to
\nChile, I was at a low point of my life, and when my uncle told, me lets go meet some of my
\nfamily over there, I instantly said yes. Those 10 days were life changing; I never seen so many
\ndifferent biomes and animals. My favorite thing to do over there was just staring towards at the
\nmountain through the car window, cramped in the car with my family. Although the poncho
\nsignifies a changing point in my life, it also signifies my ancestral and family roots. As the only
\nout of my extended family to be born outside of Ecuador, I always felt like an outsider to my
\nculture and family, however when I put into my poncho, which is almost daily, I feel more
\nconnected. A nice idea I thought of was the same way ponchos span across the many countries
\nthat contain the Andes Mountains. No matter if we are in Ecuador, Chile, Colombia, and United
\nStates whenever we put our ponchos we\u2019re all connected as a family and to our roots.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"