Personal Narrative: Identity

Identity It was the very last day of my summer job at the Citi Center, now known as the Boch Center last year. That summer, I was surrounded by people who I not only trusted but looked up to as artists and as people. Every single Teen Leader, Teaching Artist, and other adult had a talent so great that I aspired to be as good as they were.

Ever since I was little, I haven’t been one to compliment myself or even give myself any credit for anything I may have done well on. I’ve never been sure of where it stemmed from, but it's just a part of me that I always remember having. Just like I have green eyes, I felt like that was something that I couldn't really change. But that summer was different. When I was surrounded by some of the most talented people I knew, I was also built up by them. They helped me grow to let myself grow a little more confident in the person I see every day in the mirror.

That last day was one of the saddest …show more content…
Being self-conscious about who you are is a part of my identity, and so is slowly growing out of it. To so many people, my life changing story might seem tired, boring, or even mundane, but it’s a moment that I can’t forget. Art is the greatest form of expression whether it be visual arts, acting, music, dance, or writing. It shows people who we really are and in turn makes us vulnerable to who we’re sharing with. The way I use art helps me grow and through my arts program, I learned to discover myself. Art is where I feel secure, which drew me to the program. How I was thrust back into the world was changed and I can’t be more thankful. I learned that I can change as a person as long as I want and believe in the change. People aren’t born leaders, they shape themselves into being them. I can change and I am working on that still, but it’s worth it because every day that I change my attitude is another day that I feel a little