I didn’t grow up in one single community, I grew up in several communities with different values, different cultures, and different customs. I grew up mainly in three different parts of the world: India, the middle east, and the USA. Whenever I mention this, people’s usual reaction is, “Wow, you are so lucky, your life must be so adventurous. I wish I could get out of this boring place.” At first, I used to say, “I wouldn’t say my life is adventurous, it is more like unstable. I just wish my family followed a traditional lifestyle like everyone else: settle in one place close to my relatives where I could go to one school, have one group of friends, and belong to one culture.” This is what I used to think until I got a little older and I realized that I shouldn’t look at this negatively because I wouldn’t have learned things that are important to understanding the world if it wasn’t for my experience with instability. I was born in India in a place called Garividi, my mother’s hometown. However, I never grew up there, I spent the first five years of my life in a city called Hyderabad. Now, I moved to a lot of places in my life and the reason for all of the moves is my father switching to new jobs because he wanted a better salary and a better job. My father got a job offer from a plastic company in Dubai, so we packed our bags and moved to Dubai. This is where went to preschool for 1 year. From there we moved to Sharjah, another city in the U.A.E., where I went to
Sometimes, I come home after school and stare at a framed picture on my wall of Taj Mahal to remind me of where I was born, India. I spent the first seven years of my life there. Then my family moved to Edmonton, Canada, searching for jobs because my dad’s business profit back home was decreasing immensely. English was very different from my first language, Malayalam, but I was taught the alphabet and its pronunciations at school in India, therefore it was not incredibly difficult for me to adapt. My classmates here were a little confused because I am from India, but my name Kevin Prince. Then I told them that I am Christian and they got even more confused. Over the past eight years that I have lived here, I became closer to my family, made many friends, found new hobbies and began thinking about my dreams and life goals.
For the majority of my life, I had never really known of the diverse lifestyles of others. I could only infer that every person I met was raised in a nurturing environment like mine. As I hit adolescence I began to see the surprisingly harsh as well as the fortunate realities that exist in lives of people just like me. I also became aware of the beliefs of others and I was willing to accept and be tolerable to individuals whose circumstances and beliefs differed from mine; however, my new-found perception would not be put to the test until I joined a Career and Technical Education organization called SkillsUSA.
So when my dad casually announced “We’re moving back to India in two months”, my jaw quite literally dropped to the ground. Before I knew it, I was sitting on a plane watching Shanghai fade away and Mumbai come into view. My heart panged to leave my 10-year-long childhood friends and I was nervous. Nervous because although I am Indian, I had neither lived in India, nor did I understand the nuances of the local culture.
I was born in Kerala, India and was raised in Chicago, IL. I came to America at the age of three hoping for a better future. My father came to America first, and he lived with my Aunt who had three sons. After two years my father saved enough money to bring my mom, sister, and I to the US. During this time he would work as a dishwasher at a nursing home to support my family. After a month of living with my Aunty and her kids my dad found an apartment to rent. Eventually, we moved into a tiny one-bedroom apartment with my family. That was the hardest time period for me due to language barriers. My sister and I started to learn English. However, my parents were struggling to learn a new language so we would have to go everywhere with them to translate. Another, difficulty that we faced was financial issues. At that time we were making ends-meet and we were scraping every penny that we got. Afterwards, my mom got her CNA license she started working two jobs when I was only four years old. Even till this day she is still working two jobs to support the
I am in the emerging adulthood phase because I am in that age group. At first I thought emerging adulthood was the start of paying bills, and having all kinds of new responsibilities that adults usually do like car payments, applying for insurance, finding a new doctor, maybe starting a family, etc. Pretty much not being under your parents financial support is what I’m trying to say. Recently my thoughts on emerging adulthood changed. Emerging adulthood is the time to prepare and ‘evolve’ one’s self into becoming a young adult. Right after I graduated high school I wanted to have a source of income so I do not have to rely on my parents too much. I wanted to prove to them I can attend school and have a job simultaneously. I was surprised I
I was born in Irapuato Guanajuato Mexico on August 1. I lived in Mexico until I was four years old. At the age of five I received my residency and came to live in America. When I got here I lived in Atlanta Georgia and started school at Kanoheda Elementary School. I attended Kanoheda from kindergarten to second grade. While I was at Kanoheda I had an ESOL class where they taught me the English language and helped me with grammar skills. After second grade I never attended another ESOL class and was able to become fluent in English. When I was going to start third grade I moved to Summerville South Carolina. I was at Oakbrook Elementary for one year and then transferred to Knigtsville in the fourth grade. After I finished fifth grade I went
I have had a plethora of unique life experiences, many of which have happened in the last couple years of my life. In the past three years I have traveled to Guatemala, all over Germany, and Hawaii. During the summer of my freshman year of High School, I went on a missions trip to Guatemala. My church took 10 boys, and 10 girls; we spent a total of a week in a small impoverished town called . I believe that this trip allowed me, for the first time, to see, and be enveloped in a new culture. During the trip I ate new foods, played new games, and learned about the Guatemalan culture. I was able to spend time with all of the local kids, and learn how to respect a new culture. Then, this last summer, I was able to take a part in a German Exchange program with my school. After taking 3 years of German in High School, I was one of twenty people selected to go on a three-week long exchange program in Germany. The trip consisted of a week traveling with the 20 people chosen to go. The other two weeks were spent living with my host family and German partner. During my stay there I visited Berlin, Munich, Cologne, and traveled to the Netherlands. This was another chance for me to experience a new culture, and to further my German speaking skills. However, more importantly, it allowed me to make lifelong friends in another part of the world. About a month after I got back from Germany, my family went on a 12 day vacation to Hawaii. During my time there I had the opportunity to do a
Elderly people physically slow down and have lower energy levels. There are changes in the body systems and organs that can usually result in all types of
Every single person has a different view of society and how the world works; no two minds think alike. One of the greatest qualities of human life is being able to understand and appreciate other people’s views. The diverse environment of our world today reveals that every person has a different background and a distinct story. I grew up in a vastly diverse environment. My elementary and secondary schools had a variety of ethnic and financial makeups that opened my mind to differences between individuals. I had friends from different ethnic backgrounds and learned about their cultures, experiences and values. Financially, the students at my high school range from living in an estate to living with a multitude of family members in an apartment,
In sixteen years of life, I have received an opportunity to experience different cultures, learning styles, and languages. To start of, I am an American since I was born here, but the reality is that I was raised in India. My parents’ main motivation for moving back to India was because they wanted us to embrace our traditions, and most importantly, value our family relationships. We relocated back to the US at the start of 9th grade. This transition was a huge factor for transforming me as a person. I am cognizant of the two systems, cherish both, and realize that these multicultural experiences have encouraged me to grow and mature beyond my years. Relocating from a place is not as easy as one can imagine. When compared to the US, India
I was born on September 19, 2000. I am originally from a country called Bolivia. It is located in South America and it’s neighbors with Argentina and Brazil. My life there was pretty good. I had many friends, my whole mom’s side of the family lived there and part of my dad’s. I also went to a private italian school and thought my life was going great. I lived there until i was 7 years old. Man did I love the food and the climate there. It felt like paradise. I never thought of moving out that place. Then, one day I got some exciting news.
There are many factors that influences one’s lifestyle and their personality traits, either by their culture, traditions, and the media. My own self-concept has constantly kept on changing and adapting to the different environments I’ve gone through. My life in Peru was very hard since I lived with my grandmother while my mother worked in the United States to be able to support me, I learned how to be independent at a very age as well as being mature. My daily life consisted in taking care of my grandmother, walking to the stores and pharmacies by myself and getting her medication, giving her showers myself due to her condition. I knew that a normal child didn’t have so many responsibilities like I did, but I was taught by her that so many other individuals have it worse and that I have to be grateful for what I have.
Growing up was burdensome. I grew up with my mother, father, and two sisters. Everyone in my family, including myself, were all born in the city of Saigon all the way on the other side of the world in an “S” shaped state called Vietnam. My family migrated to America hoping to seek a better life. When we arrived, everyone in the family had not one clue on what these strange, different ethnicity people were saying. Yes, we have come to America, the land of prominent English speaking language, without knowing a single word in the english diction. This big move have impacted our lives tremendously.
Remember when we were young and all we could think of was growing up and getting to do ‘grownup’ things? We spent our whole childhood thinking of what we would do when we finally ‘grew up’, and here we are, almost completely grown up and we still haven’t made up our mind of what it is we will do when we grow up. We’ve painted this pretty little picture in our head of what it’ll be like when we eventually do grow up, and when it finally comes for the picture to be taken off the wall and put into action, it’s not nearly as fun as creating the painting.
Growing up is something we all have to face regardless of our age, gender, social or cultural status. Growing up is a gradual ladder toward changing (developing) from a naïve child into a mature adult. This change is shaped by the influential people and experiences we have met along the way. Growing up is not an easy process in most cases, but with proper support and positive guidance growing up can be the most rewarding experience. Through the journey of growing up we adopt a sense of responsibility and independence. Growing up is the difference between being told what to do and what decisions to make to making your own decisions and choosing the path you think is right. Becoming independent is one of the most frightening