Who am I? That is a very deep question. I think the only way I can answer that truthfully is by saying, I do not know exactly who I am, but I know who I want to become. I want to become a well rounded individual, someone who everyone likes and looks up too. I want to be someone my family can be proud of.…
“Shes coming back right?” a baffled 7 year old asks in response to the appalling news of her mother’s death. A vibrant imagination is accompanied by a crushing pain of reality that trails behind it ; I discovered this when I heard the words “no” . 10 years later, that conversation lingers in my head and holds not a cacophonous nor euphonious sound, but instead holds the neutral tone of reality, an alarm . As routine , at 6a.m., I hear a melodious alarm followed by the pitter-patter of my aunt who is getting ready for work.…
Having moved to the United States from Mexico, I left behind the old life and friends I grew so accustomed to and was thrown into a completely different environment. At school, I felt like an outcast because I did not originate from this country like the rest of my classmates. I knew English, but I still felt insecure about my pronunciation and was afraid of judgement. Unfortunately, I couldn't ask for help from my parents, as neither of them knew English. Not having their help to learn or study, I was fully responsible for my own studies.…
Identity and background have always been difficult concepts for me to accept. Normally, children understand themselves and allow themselves to freely develop until they’re adults, but for more than one reason that process never felt natural to me. My mother grew up in an impoverished neighborhood in Bogotá, Colombia. Regardless, she knew an education could help her achieve her dreams, so she graduated from the prestigious Universidad Nacional de Colombia. She boarded a plane to America without any family or connections and with minimal understanding of English.…
Who am I? For some people the answer to this question is simple. They are able to answer this question without much thought. However, while some find solace and pride in answering this thought provoking question, it has always stirred in me a feeling of angst and confusion. These uncomfortable feelings emerged because of my interracial background and upbringing.…
Flexibility of your beliefs, alignments, and interest are the only ways to be truly authentic. No one should be ascribed a definition. The human spirt is simply too intertwined with others and with the world to limit its itself. However, at a specific moment people can take up an identity. The Encyclopedia of Language and Linguist states that “identities are how we represent who we are to ourselves and others and how we interpret who others are” (Joseph 2006).…
Your Name Professor’s Name Course Number Date of the Paper Personal Narrative: Finding Identity I consider myself as the cosmopolitan person. I feel that we all should take care of and respect every person, thing or value. However, “the society is not the ideal place, where you get what you think of “(Perinbanayagam 25). It always jogs your memory about you, background from where you come and your limitation, rights and so on.…
Identity is defined as the unique qualities, beliefs, events, etc. that distinguish a person from everyone else around them (Collins English Dictionary). One’s identity is shaped all throughout their life depending on the certain events that they go through. An example of an event that shaped my identity was when I was in middle school at Fernwood Montessori and I did not do well academically because I had little motivation. However, this event formed me to want to do better academically the very second I got into high school at Ronald Reagan.…
Where does my identity lie? My identity lies shaped within the continuous chorus and dazzling beats of music, where time seems to fly by and the listener is in a trace of beauty, elegance, rage, fun, happiness, etc. Everything I click and every thumbs up or down I make shapes me. As if I were a block of stone and the song are each a chisel and a hammer chipping away at me till they get their final product. From the time I was born music has been in my life but I have been blind to the way it has molded and shaped me until recently.…
A person’s identity is not just their body that exists in this world for others to see; it is also how a person views themselves and how they express themselves to other people. In today’s society, one’s identity can be challenged by different factors such as social media, stereotypes, and/or racism. These factors may challenge different people’s identities in negative or positive ways depending on how the individual interprets it. Identities are personal, but they may be influenced by outside factors to the extent that we start to see ourselves the way society views us.…
On many occasions I have heard, “you don’t even seem that Asian.” It has never been said to me out of spite, rather a compliment, almost as if to reassure me that I am more than my label, and that having a personality beyond my label is impressive. As an Asian American, people see me through stereotypes; they see me as a submissive, socially inept intellect. I will admit I am mild mannered and to a degree socially awkward. Still, I do not owe my characteristics to my race, yet to my development of my individual identity in spite of societal clichés.…
What is an identity? According to the Longman dictionary, “Identity is the qualities and attitudes that a person or group of people has, that make them different from other people.” Social, Cultural, Economic and Family plays an important role to shape your identity. Some people say that your name is your identity; some says that your features or personality, and other consider your color, race or ethnicity as your identity. Also a stage of childhood, teenage and adulthood to gain your self identity plays an important role.…
Social identity is defined how we identify selves to other people. There was a time when I disagreed with my parents about my identity, how I present myself in our society. My parents identify themselves according to our religion/culture or where we are from. As an only child to my parents, when I was a kid, my parents used to decide everything about me. From the clothes I wear, the food I eat and the people I am in-group with.…
I am a mixture. A mixture of the habits I have developed from those closest to me, the cultures of my ancestors and my parents, along with interests that are ever growing. Among these there are a few that were instrumental in the discovery of both myself and what my future held in store. For the past 17 years I have grown up in a household that was much larger than one roof could cover.…
If you had asked me at the beginning of the year to write a paper answering the question “who am I?” , I would have written some sort of autobiography, listing my name, age, where I live, where I was born, what I like to do. The basic need-to-know, encyclopedia entry information. I wouldn't have known what self is or what it's made of. I would have known that each person is unique and has their own sense of self, but I wouldn't know what parts make up that self.…