Personal Narrative: My Cultural Identity

Throughout my life, I have struggled with accepting my cultural identity. My parents were born and raised in India, but I was born here, in the United States, and hence, born an American citizen.

I was born and raised in the Dominican Republic. My family was catholic and so I was taught to pray and by the age of 13 I had all my sacraments. For most of my life I lived the downtown area of the main city where my mother and her family had also grown up. I considered myself very lucky because even though our economic security was not the best as I grew up, my mother always strived for me to receive the best education she could afford. As a result, I learned to speak English from a very young age and then French, I learned to play the guitar and also to paint. I also took embroidery and etiquette classes and so on. Because of the location where we lived, I also took advantage of many cultural interactions with people from other

The way I see it humans are just biotic machines where people from the first SECOND we are born to expect us to be used to be in their likeness or their standard of code. Luckily, due to a creation of identity and personality, people often never reach that likeness and become different. Cultural identity impacts us for our interests can make a person grow and gain traits. My cultural identity is made up by many factors, Mx-Bones and my mom impacted my life and guided me to be an artist and an aspiring scientist of some sort that is not confirmative and very curious.

I am Scottish and English, but that means absolutely nothing to me. To me I am your classic white american boy. I am from Lake George New York, born in Glens Falls Hospital. I love to watch American football(My team is the NY Jets or the NY Giants) I am a big Gamer, and I LOVE to grill.

What is my Cultural Identity? When I try to look into that subject I come up blank. I have no clue. The things that fly in and out of my mind are ethnicity, religion, family traditions that have been practiced for as long as we can trace... Given this was before I actually learned anything about it. And after school that day I wanted to see what others thought it was. So I went to the most reliable place ever, the Internet and proceed to look around. Don't do that, you’ll only get more confused; Wait for your teacher to explain it. There’s a good chance you’ll do better in the long run. And is wasn’t until after all the lessons and assignments I realized I had learned more about know who I am than I had in my entire life. Cultural identity

I am from St. Croix, Virgin Islands, which means I am a Cruzan. However, my father is from Viequez, Puerto Rico. When I was a child the cultural identity for my household was Cruzan and Puerto Rican. My father is a fisherman and our meal contained of a lot of sea food. My favorite sea foods are lobster, conch, octopus, and barracuda.

The cultural background that I have come from is a rural agricultural farm. Farming is an industry that is not very easy and through working on my family farm I have come in contact with many struggles and hardships. I have also had hardships through the loss of loved ones. Having to deal with many of these trials in my life has helped me to become a stronger woman. I have also been able to show more dedication, hard work, commitment, and enthusiasm towards my leadership roles and the interactions that I have with others within my involvement of my job, clubs, and volunteer work.

What is culture? Culture is the idea of what is wrong or right, the concept of what is acceptable within our society. Culture serves us as a guide, taking us to the "right way" and helping us to make sense of things that surrounds us. There are many different cultures around the world. A lot of them are similar in specific ways and others are just completely different, this difference explains why we think that people from different backgrounds are "weird".

The independent cultural experience that I chose to participate in was going to dine at the Taj Palace, in Yakima, Washington. This place is very authentic. When you walk in the restaurant, it felt very traditional because they had Indian music playing, and it was well decorated. I felt very interested in doing this experience because I have an Uncle related by marriage who is from India, and I do not know very much about this culture. Although I don’t know very much about it, I am very curious and interested in learning about it. India is a place that has always intrigued me, and has been on a list of places that I would love to travel to. Learning very surface level facts about India in school has sparked

A person’s cultural identity is the makeup of their entire life. It encompasses their family, history, racial/ethnic background, religion/spirituality, and environmental factors. It is important for social workers today to be fully aware of their cultural identity in order to serve their clients to the best of their abilities. Being conscious of these factors help a person realize their own biases and therefore, work through them.

My culture is Dutch Indonesian. I get that part of my culture from my dad’s side. I’m not quite sure what my mom’s culture is. I think she is Danish.

My cultural identity never really had a place in life. I was once a part of a farming community that loved to prove that small town life was not like the movies. Gender norms were important in their conservative ways, and anyone different or complicated would have been denied. The fantasy of small-town life is something I became nostalgic of, but when reminded of the people, my heart sinks into my chest. I made some great friends, but I knew I didn’t meet their standards. As I grew, I moved into the city with people who I was not sure how to socialize with. Some of these people had never seen large fields of corn, and I couldn’t bring myself be to be social with the unknown. When I did become friends with others, I ended up getting hurt and

I have lived in two regions of the country that have their own sub-cultures. I. Even though I lived in Michigan for most of my life and have lived in Florida in the years that mold who you are. As a Spartan I believe I will bring a person that doesn’t just like to scratch the service on topics, but a person that digs deeper.

Identity is a complex ideal that everyone struggles with. Consequently, people often will not act as who they are due to a fear of being ridiculed. To me this is such a ridiculous time waster, instead this time people waste on being someone else could be used for much more meaningful memories. Society makes people feel like they have to fit a mold, yet I personally have learned from my dad that it is a necessity of life to accept who you are.

I come from a small rural farm where I was born and raised all my life and where I grew up with two loving parents and one sister. Ever since I was a young girl, religion has always been a big part of my life because I was born and raised Catholic. My mothers’ side of the family is German Catholic decent and my fathers’ race is German and Cherokee Indian. Even though they are mainly German combined I have always found it interesting that I have Native American blood running through my veins. It is obvious that my parents are both Caucasian and were middle class individuals when I was growing up. I would now classify my parents to be in the higher class because they are worth more now then twenty-five years ago. Even though my parents have more money now than what they did when growing up on the farm, a strong work ethic was important to my parents. I am thankful they instilled this within me because I have always worked hard for everything in my life and I know that this will payoff for me one day. My parents also told me that education will get me further in life and it has. I am the first of my family to graduate from college let alone getting my masters as well. So when looking