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Although I have African American, Scottish, Native American, English and Irish ancestors, I have never particularly subjugated myself to follow any common traditions from those ethnicities. However, I do connect to the American culture and use my ethnic background for problem solving revolving around diversity. By having American culture as my backbone, I allow myself to live my life as a diverse person and also appreciate the variations of diversity around me.
From my birth, I have had to identify with my race. My hometown, Rochester, Indiana, is not racially diverse. At my birth, my doctors questioned my African American mother as to whether or not I was biracial, because I looked like I was Caucasian at birth - even though my African American father was also in the room. During my first few years of life, I learned that I had to appreciate diversity, even those in my town did
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not. However, I did relatively give up my African American culture due to my negative racial encounters. A few years later, I moved to an urban area in Chicago were African American culture surrounded me, yet due to my early rejection of it, I became reclusive. So, for years, I did not have much of a culture. I relatively just went about my life appreciating diversity in different communities and appreciating my non-denominational Christian religion. My mother and I then moved to Hammond, Indiana, a culturally diverse area, and there I thrived. I found that I do not need to tie myself to one specific culture. In Hammond, I learned that my cultural heritage is just American - a tad bit of everything. In Hammond, I encountered all of the diversity that I was interested in recognizing.
By seeing different cultures, I realized that I could create my own cultural heritage, because I didn't identify with the one I was born with. So,I found tangible things that I could identify with rather than during other parts of my life where I could not, such as films and books. From there, I was able to bring up sequences in books and films and make those part of my life. For example, I use the directorial and editing choices that I have seen in movies to help with creating successful video projects in school. My friends even regard me as the “film geek” (I take that as a compliment) due to all of the movie references I use in life. In addition, I use the methods of writing that I have seen to lay a foundation for how I write, in a similar fashion as to how I use movies in my life. I also, annually attend and volunteer at the Chicago International Film Festival, and hope to broaden the film festivals that I attend in later years so that I can connect with more people who have a film based
culture. By understanding what I value, I care for what I value, therefore I enjoy what I value, essentially the foundation of cultural heritage. By learning that my culture revolves around understanding diversity, non-denominational Christianity, films and books, I have learned how I want to live my life. I know now due my own cultural heritage, that I don't need to follow pop culture or ethnic culture, but my own culture. By doing so, I am sure that my cultural heritage will keep joy in my life no matter what happens.
I wanted to wear brand clothes/shoes they did, I wanted to do my hair like them, and make good grades like them. I wanted to fit in. My cultural identify took a back seat. But it was not long before I felt black and white did not mix. I must have heard too many comments asking to speak Haitian or I do not look Haitian, but more than that, I am black, so I always had to answer question about my hair or why my nose is big, and that I talked white. This feeling carried on to high school because the questions never went away and the distance between me and them grew larger. There was not much action my family could take for those moments in my life, but shared their encounters or conversations to show me I was not alone in dealing with people of other background. I surrounded myself with less white people and more people of color and today, not much has
In the summer of 1998 my family fled the newly created independent country of Croatia (Former-Yugoslavia) to the United States. My parents came here in hopes of finding a better life as the economy was still recovering from Croatia’s war of independence. We first settled in Amarillo, Texas for a few months. We traveled around the states for a year or so looking for other refugees. After some searching my parents decided to move to Connecticut as it offered the best incentives for refugees. Listening to stories about this time of my life has given me a chance to appreciate the help we received from various government programs that settled us, clothed us, fed us, and helped us become independent American citizens. Now I want to give back and the best way I know to do this is by teaching the future generations of Americans.
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I would like to consider my cultural heritage as diverse, but this is far from reality. Over the years as I matured through my teenage years, I was exposed to different cultures by life experiences and travel. I struggled to create both a personal and cultural identity while trying to adjust to my sight loss and with the support of my family I traveled overseas to experience other cultures for the first time. My family opened up their home to a foreign exchange program in turn allowing me the opportunity to travel over to Europe at the age of 16 years old. This opportunity started the slow progression of experiences that would open my mind to others who are unlike myself, especially traveling to a strange place and feeling different in a mainstream culture. It was not until the past 5 or 6 years until I fully accepted my disability that changed my view on being different, whether it’s race, class, gender or disability. Before this time period, my own fear of being different was so intense that I thought my weakness (disability) made me inferior of not only other cultures, but also my own family members.
One’s cultural identity consists of their race, gender, socioeconomic status, age, religion, and so on. Being aware of your own cultural identity is just as important as being aware of other’s. People’s cultural identity defines who they are, the privilege (or lack of privilege) they receive, and how society views them. It is important to understand that White individuals have more privileges than individuals of color. White individuals do not experience detriment and difficulties due specifically to their skin color and instead receive advantages. White privilege is defined as benefits that white individuals have that people of color do not (Kendall, 2012). The following walks through my personal cultural background, how it was shaped, defined, and developed, and limitations to my personal competencies.
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Religion and faith have been a part of my life since the day I was born. My grandfather has been a pastor at Selma Church of God for 39 years and my mom, along with my grandmother and aunts, run our churches worship team. One could only assume, I have spent much of my life in the church. From years of children 's church and Sunday school, I learned of God 's unconditional love for me and His constant willingness to forgive me of my sins. My family and teachers explained the crucifixion and resurrection of our Savior Jesus Christ. As a child, I knew all these things, these wonderful things about my God and my religion, but it was not until my early teens that I began to thirst for more.
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Times are changing and I feel like I am forced to conform to the everyday social norms of America, which makes me feel impuissance. Racial identity, which refers to identifying with a social group with similar phenotypes and racial category, is the only experience that I have with life (Organista, 2010). Racial ethnicity was used to build my self-esteem and to keep me in the dark when it came to how society treats individuals of darker complexion. However, once I left the confines of my family and neighborhood, I was forced to befriend and interact with individuals that had different cultural values and beliefs than me. This experience caused me to learn how to appreciate other racial and ethnic groups and their cultural values and belief. This is an accurate definition, of acculturation because I was able to understand and fit in with individuals different from me, while maintaining my own culture and ethnic identity. Therefore, knowing the importance of my ancestry, while acculturating and developing my own identity was all used
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It is obvious that most parents around the globe like their children to be educated. In today’s world, education means higher living standards due to the globalization of industry and competence. My parents are an example for such ambition of pushing children into the intimacy of studying to guarantee a sustainable future. Even thought my family lives in one of the highly educated districts in Baghdad, most parents in this district believe that education is a subjective matter. Therefore, the only goal of students in my district is to attain a minimum passing grade because nobody asks them more than that, even their teachers. In other words, students consider school as a community to have fun instead of earning knowledge. The main reason for such behavior is due to the political situation of Iraq before 2003. At that time, even though a person may hold a degree in engineering, he would work for the government with little salary that is not enough for living. Therefore, educated people at that time have no value for education; they simply know that college education is not enough to build a successful carrier. They feel