Reflection On My Culture

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When I initially read the prompt for this reflection, I thought that it would be the easiest assignment of the semester. However, once I began thinking about what I could do to make myself happy, I realized this assignment was going to be more difficult than I had imagined. I spent a significant amount of time trying to think about what I could do to make myself happy. I pondered going to the mall to go buy something for myself, or going to get some delicious sushi from a nice restaurant, but I just could not settle on something that would really make me happy. Ultimately, I decided to stay home and play my ukulele and my piano in my room for an afternoon. I made my decision while I was sitting in my 8:00 a.m. microbiology class on Friday morning. I spent my class time thinking about if I would remember the songs I had taught myself almost a year or two ago. I remembered that the last time I even picked up my ukulele or …show more content…
I also think that I chose to do something that I could do alone in my own private space because of the environment I was raised in as a child. I am not really fond of group activities or crowded places because my family enjoys privacy and individual activities. My culture has been derived from a community that encouraged group activities in schools and sports, but remained mostly private and individualistic as a whole. In all actuality, I have no clue where I picked up my open-mindedness, but I believe this has granted me the ability to respectfully learn about other cultures, their beliefs, their activities, and their instruments. My culture is pretty heavily based on music: mariachi, band, Norteño music. This part of my cultural context definitely affects the activities that I enjoy doing. Showing creativity through music is one thing that my environment has always taught me. I would not be myself if music was not such a fundamental part of my

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