...What is my cultural identity? I am a 15-year-old African American Teenager. I have 7 siblings. I only live with 1 sibling who is a track star. I have a musical and sporty type of cultural identity. “Please, sir, I want some more.”, When I hear this sentence I think of the movie Oliver Twist. Oliver Twist is a part of my cultural identity. When my family has special events there is jerk chicken taco’s always on the table for birthdays, parties, reunions, family outings. The United States Map is a map of all the places I want to go in the world and where all parts of my family are. My culture is important to me Maps represent my culture and me. The United States shows all the places I want to travel and where some of my family is. The United States map shows 50 countries of where my family is spread out. Maps are full of color, plots are map defines a country. When people look at maps they see places where they want to go. When I look at a map I see places where I want to visit the rest of my family is. When some people look at the family they can see places where their home was. Maps are important to me because I can look and remember where I have family and where my family lives. Maps...
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...perceives us. This is called our identity. Our identity is a collection of the unique differences we possess and what ties us together in groups, clubs, or even countries. I observe myself as a person who is particularly dedicated. The identity I have formed for myself has shaped the way I interact with classmates, friends, and family. It defines who I am today and who I will be tomorrow. Dedication has pushed me, kept me back, warped my perceptions and ideals, and has given me my drive to succeed. My commitment and ability to fully apply myself and focus on a single...
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...One of the lessons I learn every year in high school revolves around the theme of identity. “Who am I?” is the question I ask myself frequently. It’s very typical for high schoolers to be confused and constantly change how they view themselves. The figurative cards that they hold might be one of the reasons they change their minds. I don’t know what kinds of cards other applicants were dealt, but the my deck will be face up. In 1998, I was adopted from China by a single parent. Growing up, I knew I was different from other kids around me. My mom had me read plenty of books about being different. We even talked about and embraced my Chinese roots. As time went on, the differences I saw between myself and the people in my community seemed to fade. I managed to fit in quite well in little Kittery, Maine. Now for the irony: saying how I fit in, when the whole point is to show how I stand out. My ability to fit in, however, can be applied to a variety of different groups. I fit in on a sports team, on a robotics team, in the music world, in an academic club, or an animal service program. My versatility and ability to fit in with any group allows me to feel comfortable as I learn new experiences and information. I can later apply the of one area...
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...What is my identity? That is a loaded question, because there are so many different aspects that make up who I am. I am a white, middle-class, heterosexual, cis-female. I’m very privileged in this position and I acknowledge that. I will never go through the struggles that someone apart of the LBGT+ or other races will go through. I will never have to worry about disappointing my parents because I wasn’t the sexuality they wanted me to be. I will never have to worry about which bathroom I can use. I will never have to even worry that someone won’t hire me for some reason other than I’m not qualified or the best choice. A strong part of who I am and take pride in is that I’m a woman. I have never been the most “girly girl” but as I’ve grown...
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...Identity I’ve been identified by many labels, but many of them have come from first glances. Although I have many things that I can be identified by, there are a few common things that I and other people have observed. One thing people see me as, is humorous. I’ve realized that I will always try to make someone laugh to feel better about myself. It’s a way of self-verification when I witness others laughing and acknowledging me as a “someone” to them. Another word I am labeled as is kind. I always make sure that I am friendly and considerate of others. Trustworthiness is a trait that I am also recognized by. My friends can always trust me with their secrets, and I am reliable when it is appropriate.Those were just three of the many labels...
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...Cultural identity is the identity of a group, culture, or individual, influenced by one's belonging to a group of culture. Everybody has their own culture and cultural identity. We usually never think about our culture but if you did, what would your cultural identity be? My cultural identity is one big eclectic pasta dish filled with several different ingredients. with an Italian and American family I'm introduced to many different foods and traditions. My family celebrates American holidays and of course, traditional foods come along with them. On Thanksgiving we go visit family friends in Alabama. They live on a farm and we get to ride go karts and see all the animals. I'm always very voracious for Thanksgiving dinner. We eat turkey, ham,...
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...I was born to a lower middle class family, at the McKee Medical Center. They are the ones to give me my first nickname, Catie, like my father wanted, and that’s how I started my life. I grew up as Catie, my friends, my family, and I, myself, knew me as Catie. It wasn’t Cathrine, or Cathrine Sarah, but Catie. I lived my first couple years going by this nickname, and I loved it. I even felt possessive over my name. It was mine, not the girls sitting next to me, I didn’t care about being called by a name given to me due to the pressures of society, the requirements of a specific name that would be used to place me in a specific group of people for a specific job position. I was free to choose what I wanted to be called, in school I went my Catie, it was my way to keep control of my life where control had been taken away from me. It was a personal right to change it as I saw fit, I had to abide by a strict schedule, a schedule set by those who were above...
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...My Cultural Identity I have never took my cultural identity into consideration before this essay. I've learned that cultural identity is what you believe and the way you live your life. My cultural identity could be related to the informational text “What is Cultural Identity?” by Elise Trumbull and Maria Pacheco. Which talked about defying the words cultural identity. Also the personal essay “ Two Kinds” by Amy Tan that has also taught me about my cultural identity in comparison with other people. With that in mind, parts of my cultural include my love of music, my passion for sports, and my obsession for spicy food. The instrumentation of music is what I connect to most. When I played the trumpet I really felt music. I love how the different...
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...take time to pay attention to my surroundings. I can’t say I’m like every other eighteen year old because there are certain things that make me a unique individual. What I can say is that I am progressing to make a brighter future for myself. My name is Samantha. My mom has alwtays loved the name Samantha when she was growing up. She knew when she was going to have a daughter that her name was going to be Samantha. I got my middle name from my mom as well. Her mom’s name was Rose and she passed away a few months before I was born, and she wanted her name to be a part of mine. There were times when I was younger that I wanted to change my name because I didn’t like how it sounded compared to everyone else’s. But over time, I began to accept it and love it. It’s a great feeling knowing how sentimental my name is to my mom, she is the most important person in the world to me. I don’t know who I would be without my parents. They have done so much to support me in my life and I couldn’t thank them enough for everything. They helped me become the woman I am today, and they support me in whatever it is I choose to do in life. I can always go to them for advice, or when I just need somebody to talk to. Everything that I wanted to do or needed, they always did their best and went out of their way to do. My parents will forever be my number one fans and my biggest supporters, and they shaped me into who I am today. Most people say I look and act like my mom. I’ve always been known...
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...Abstract This paper is about France’s issue with women wearing the veil in public. French people justify wanting to ban the veil by saying that it affects their identity, is threatening, and stands for oppression of women. A lot of statistics are used to prove that what they are claiming is incorrect. I will also be supporting my argument with stories of women who are affected already from credible sources like books. As a woman who wears the veil, I want people to think about the impact that this ban can have on women like me. Even though I do not live in France, countries around France are beginning to act similarly, and so sooner or later it will affect me and the women around me. “In our country, we cannot accept that women be prisoners behind a screen, cut off from all social life, deprived of all identity,” he said to rolling applause. “The burqa is not a religious sign, it’s a sign of subservience, a sign of debasement – I want to say it solemnly: It will not be welcome on the territory of the French Republic” (“Sarkozy speaks out against burka”, 2009) is what French president Nicholas Sarkozy said on March 2004, according to BBC News. What happens if the ban is applied is that women who are seen wearing the veil in public will be fined 15o euros (£119). 30,000 euros and a one-year sentence to jail will befall men who force their women to wear the veil (“French Senate Votes to Ban Islamic Veil in Public”, 2010). The word people use to describe the veil differs from...
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...Everyone’s mother is different and special to them in their own way, my mother had a tough early life that shaped her current identity. When I was finished interviewing my mom over the various questions I gave her, it seemed that the key categories of her identity resulted from early life and the hardships she had to face. The categories she chose did not result into any order in particular, although I felt that it leaned more to things that one could easily figure out on their own if they saw the person rather than more questioning categories. The main categories that my mom and I felt that shaped her identity were socioeconomic class, religion, and race. Religion was a key role in shaping my mom’s identity mainly because it instills moral...
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...Sarff 2/2 Identity Paper Having experience of two cultural societies, of opposite hemispheres, helps me understand certain principle element such as cultural structures and perspectives. Coming from a third world country, or a “Failed State”, culture is the only thing left to keep the people together. Living in America where many groups considered the great melting pot, helps me realizing many similarities and differences. Somalia is a nation off the east coast of Africa. Unlike many African and western nations, Somalia is a single, homogeneous ethnic group. We share a uniform language, religion, cultural and trace our heritage as common ancestor. My Somali name has three parts; first given name...
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...The most prominent characteristic of my identity that took the majority of my life to accept and embrace is the fact that I am Iranian. My very first day of school in Georgia was an unpleasant one because while our curriculum and copious children's television programs claimed to encourage individuality, I sensed that the students my age didn't understand this lesson, or perhaps my ethnicity wasn't meant to be praised. When lunchtime rolled around that day, I approached a girl who I wanted to befriend and asked if I could sit next to her. “No, only Christians can sit next to me,” is what she replied with, pride dripping from her tone. The funny thing was that I grew up in a family without any sort of religious affiliation. However, she took one look at my brown skin and alienated me. This was my first experience with racism in my life and as...
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...Regent’s University London | Webster University MNGT 5710: Cross Cultural Management Individual Assignment: My Cultural Profile. Karan Sachdeva Introduction Through this paper I wish to communicate to the reader a viewpoint that engulfs all aspects of having been brought up in the Indian Culture and its contribution to my thought process, when positioned in a global environment such as what the city of London has to offer. Having had the privilege of travelling through some countries of Europe as a child, I have grown to develop my conscious self to a personality that aims to be all encompassing. Constantly striving to learn and respect the virtues that each culture has the ability to reflect, it has always been important to me to understand the thought process behind a particular value in a particular culture. Religious Culture Growing up in the capital city of a secular country that provides its citizens with the choice of practicing any religion they like, has its advantages. My school days in New Delhi provided a platform for me to learn, mainly through the festive season each religion rejoices, the opportunity of celebrating different values and beliefs. Whether it was celebrating Christmas with a Christian friend, Eid with a Muslim, Diwali with a Hindu or even other lesser known festivals, each festive season brought about a new and unique experience for me to admire. Personally, following no religion as such, our family values taught us to believe in Karma...
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...walls could talk”? Technically, my walls can talk. My walls tell my life story. If a stranger were to walk into my room, that person would immediately know a lot about me just from looking around and observing the objects I have in my room. The stranger will find some good things and some some bad things about my identity that make me who I am. To find out more about me they will have to look deeper into all aspects of my objects to find out more about my true self. Usually, a person's room can be a direct reflection of their identity. As a college freshman that used to live in the dorms, I could see that fact in my own room. My old roommate and I have certain things in our space that portray our different identities. I believe that by analyzing a person or a “roommates” living space, one can find out a great deal about that persons identity, as well as, teach you so much about yourself....
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