Reflection On Personal Identity Inventory

Personal Identity Inventory and Reflection
During the earlier years of my life, my family and I lived in Rivers State, Nigeria. I lived with my mother my father and my three sisters. I had a childhood that was seemingly perfect; I had loving parents, caring siblings and adorable pets. However, at age of eight, I watched everything changed forever when my father passed away. During my father 's funeral my mum announced that she would be moving with my sister 's and I to America. Most of my mum’s family had already moved to America a few years before, and she thought it would be best if we moved for familial support. We packed our bags and left our home for a new home an ocean away. For my sisters and I, that meant going to a new school, in a new country and basically leaving our entire childhood behind for a new one. My sisters and I begun to adjust to the new society that we were placed in, and we were fortunate enough to have family here to help up. Although many things didn 't change within our home, I became exposed to the concepts of racism and classism. In Africa it feels like there 's no such thing as race, black is the majority. Although I do remember growing up with a few white neighbors and classmates they were seen …show more content…
It is almost like being a double minority. Both black people and women have been seen as property sometime in history and in some cases still are. Black women in America experience both forms of oppression that comes with being black and being a woman. Black women are either underrepresented or misrepresented in the media. We are not considered beautiful according to America 's eurocentric beauty standards. And our natural hair and features are only praised when on non black women. We are literally seen as the bottom of the food chain even some our black men have given into self hate to insult black women while forgetting where they themselves came