The racial identity framework that fits my identity would be Black Identity. First of all, because I identify myself Mexican. The other two racial identity development don’t describe the way I see myself and feel. As a matter of fact, when Dr. Reid mentioned the Black Identity, I was able to relate to it and actually see myself in stage 4 of internalization with secure attachments. Black Identity is a classic theory that apply to other group of colors.…
Being only 11 at the time, having been betrayed by my best friend had hit me hard and I thought that I would never be able to live normally again. After holding a grudge against them for a week thinking that it would have benefited me in some sort of way, I realized that there was no difference in their overall satisfaction while it was concerning me extensively. At the time I was still young so we just started talking again and we had no more problems but as I reflect on it now I realize that I subconsciously did exactly what Miles did when he forgave Alaska. Although my situation was on a much lesser scale and the problem was essentially irrelevant I often reflect on how my life would be today considering that we are still best friends 5 years…
Camp is one of the most important things in my life. About six years ago I was sitting on the side of the baseball field at night watching the rope burning. It all came down to the freshman’s rope whoever burned it first would win the color war. Fights, blood, sweat, and tears are the only things that describe this color war. The Rope dropped the gray team rushed the baseball field surrounding the burner he was a legend he had defied all expectations.…
My First Shot The air was empty but the pond was full. We sneak through the trees to get to the pond. We get there to realize that the gamble we took didn't pay off. Since we got there about thirty minutes before shoot time we waited. That was the slowest 30 minutes ever.…
My life is devoid of color I think to myself as I shuffle down the crowded streets of New Jersey. I've been living 8 years as a teenager and what have I done that could be on a tv show or in the newspaper. Hell the people on modern family are more exciting than me. I'm only suffocating myself thinking about this but I can't help it.…
Iclesias Phanord Breaking the Norm I’m surrounded by bouncing basketball and expectations. I had not yet found my vocation. However, many people around me had; whether it was basketball, cheerleading, or track - they had found a purpose that drove them. I did not have anything that I was truly passionate about but when I began playing volleyball, I discovered it and I fell in love with the intensity that came when I touched a volleyball.…
I notice in my racial Identity development and of my peers that we don’t have to rely on not only people of color, but any person to validate our opinion about race. I notice that we Immerge ourselves when we were learning, and gaining experience about race, and we Emerged ourselves when we learned about race and how it was shaping ours perspective regarding race, which helped us construct a new identity. We thought that by accepting people of other races, we were changing our perspective about race, that the unity of us all together could change other people’s lives. Our desperate intensions of building a beloved community, to fight racisms together, to eliminate all kind of oppressions, it is just a dream because there still people who are…
When I attended elementary school in Staten Island, my African-American friends would chant, “Janelly, you’re not Black; you’re Dominican!” I was only 10-years-old and was already experiencing a racial identity conflict with which even adults struggle. The dubious remark made me question myself because my skin color was the same as theirs, “why am I not Black? How am I different from my classmates?” It slowly dawned on me what my friends referred to as Black had nothing to do with my skin tone but instead with my ethnicity. My classmates perceived me as a Latina.…
The person I am today has been shaped by the environment in which I was raised in, my racial identity and the personality I have developed through experience. I was born in Mexico in 1999 and moved to the US at the age of one because my parents wanted to give me the best life possible and they believed that living in the US was the best way to do so. I was raised in an all spanish speaking home and I learned english at school at the age of 5. As a child I struggled with accepting my identity because I was raised with two different cultures, an American culture at school and a Mexican culture at home. At school I was judges for listening to spanish music and speaking with a spanish accent in english.…
Faith is the belief in something greater than us one can put full trust, confidence, and reliance on when difficult times arise. I was raised to be involved with church activities to maintain my spiritual life; additionally my faith grew dramatically when my cousin deceased and gave me an overview of what I wanted to pursue my career as. When I was a child, my parents encouraged me to always be as loving and caring as I could be, not for personal gain, but to be benevolent to the people around me. I was raised with two loving parents, Mario and Rebeca, along with a younger brother, Mario and older sister, Ana.…
My primary true color is gold. What frustrates me the most is that I am so dedicated, structured, and organized that I can’t allow myself free time if I know there is work to be done. Regardless of how burned out I am, I can’t quit if I have assignments due. At times I judge myself too hard, causing my anxiety level go up. Also, that I am caring and concerned with others so much so that when I do have free time I don’t spend it on myself to relax.…
Growing up, I was blind to a lot of things. I did not see color, race, or gender. As a chold I was oblivious to what was going o around me and the on;y time I heard abut what was on the news was when my parents discussed it and I listened in. I never truely understood the world until i grew older and started seeing things the way most people do. As I grew up my parents realized that they could not shield me from the reality of the world, but only guide me in the right path.…
The world is a cruel place and it seems to just be getting worse. People are getting more and more divided because of their religion, race, or the way their hair lays. Others will pick things apart and criticize them until there is eventually nothing else to pick on. I didn't choose to be the color I am or what color hair I wanted, that was chosen for me by God or whatever or whoever you believe created you and I. I should not have to be placed in categories that others think I should be in based on the color of my skin or by what my political or religious views are.…
I was constantly left out of things and had to push my way back into conversations. As uncomfortable and as hard as these moments were to go through, they were the moments that showed me what I valued in my friends. It also showed me that they weren’t the people I was supposed to be friends with. As time goes on I become more and more confident and comfortable with the decisions that I have made that have made in choosing the friends that I have today. We were bound to stop being friends due to the amount of change they undertook in their morals and attitudes and how much I had not.…
When I finally realized she was manipulating me, it was almost too late. It was hard to fix old friendships. I worked hard, and finally things are back like they should be. I learned to be happy without her; dependent on myself and not others. I believe I’m a stronger person now.…