Personal Narrative: A Sociological Perspective

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In just one day, you come into contact with more people than you can count. Your parents in the morning, you teachers at school, your friends during lunch, and everyone in between. From a sociological perspective, each one of these interactions determines who you are and who you become as a unique individual. If someone smiles at you, or laughs at your joke, you know you said something funny, or did something right. If you get a dirty look, or someone begins crying after you say something, you probably did something wrong. And overtime, you learn to adjust your behavior so that the reactions to things you do become positive ones, enforcing the idea that you did something right. In many ways, these interaction with people shape every one of the actions that I do each day. When I was young, I loved to color and draw. My parents bought me this great coloring book, with all the Disney princesses in it, and to make sure my younger brother didn’t feel left out, they got him a dinosaur coloring book too. We would sit, and we would color, and when we were done we would both run to show our parents our masterpieces. “Wow! This is beautiful!” they would say with a smile. “You even colored inside all the lines!” This positive reaction to what I had done encouraged …show more content…
School was something that I, as well as all the other children, had never done before. it was a new experience, and we all had to learn how to act, what was considered good, and what was considered bad. When we would turn in our homework on time, the teacher would smile at us. When the teacher asked for our homework and we said we didn’t have it, she would frown and become upset and disappointed. As humans, our innate nature is to strive for a positive reaction. In the case of me and my teacher, I learned to do my homework everyday, and I changed my behavior so that she would smile at me and be proud that I did everything

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