I have always wondered about innate knowledge. It is well known that babies are born with the instincts to suck to be fed, to grasp tightly to hold their own weight, etc. But it is also known that infants are born with nearly a blank slate, having to learn everything from there on out. So what is the self? What is personal identity? Well it seems to me that it is a combination of human nature, biological factors and knowledge of experiences. I sit here and wonder what my life would be like if I were born and raised half way across the country somewhere isolated from city life. Would I still me my “self”?. This whole concept is so fascinating and mind-boggling to me. When having a conversation about religion with a person, I find it interesting as to why they might feel that their deity is for sure the only one. They usually respond something like, “Well God found me and this is the life I live…” Then I ask them, would the God you have now still find you if you were brought up in an entirely Islam community? I Just like to give them something deeper to reflect on, I suppose. When we read about the stories and myths about children being raised by animals, I try to imagine how this might ever be true. We hear about how they may walk on all fours, ruff like a canine and so forth. They are still of human genetics, yes, but wouldn’t they consider their identity as a canine as well? Or would they even have these humanistic thoughts to question their identity, since they have not been taught to them by humans? In my opinion, one of the biggest, most popular examples of enculturation we see today is religion being passed down from generation to generation. Of course, here in the United States numerous religions are now accepted and welcomed by new kinds of churches and places of worship. Yet, it is so, very common for children and young adults to follow in their parents’