Who could've thought moving states could cause such a change? I never knew it could… this much. As the for sale was ripped out of my yard, we returned back into my previous house. This was the day we moved to hot and big Texas. We hauled all our boxes, big and small, short and tall, into the moving truck. “Let's go,” my mom yelled. We started our journey to Texas, and I could already feel sorrow in my heart.…
The racetrack feels like there is a drum inside your ribcage. This feeling comes from cars turning the track and people cheering…
I step aboard the school bus glancing at my sleeping teammates as I make my way down the aisle. The green illumination of my watch is the only thing lighting the way to my seat. My headphones slip from my ears as I kick a freshman out of my spot. “Front of the bus,” I whisper, careful not to wake the motionless sleeping bodies around me. I set my bag down and readjust my earbuds, but my eyes wander to the time displayed on my phone’s screen. 4:32 A.M. I love being a cross country runner, I think to myself sarcastically. As the bus breaks the morning silence and roars alive, I adjust my bag as a pillow and settle in for the ride.…
I can’t seem to wrap my head around how drastically things can change in a short amount of time. It seemed as if I was in El Salvador a few months ago, when in reality it’s been two years. I can still remember every single detail of my trip. From getting coconut water when first arriving to saying goodbye to family before heading to the airport. All I can picture is the beautiful green fields and the little corner shops. I can still hear the sound of kids playing in the streets and the ringing bells of ice cream carts. The image I have of El Salvador is completely different to what it is like now.…
I managed to spit out, though it sounded more like blabbering than what I would have liked. With a few seconds to spare, I passed my ticket to the flight attendant, panting as I walked through the narrow aisle in search for my seat. like a sack of potatoes, I threw myself onto the cream cushions, submerging myself into the seat as if it was a second home.…
My cultural background is Native American, Scottish, Irish, and Canadian; I have been taught a lot about our cultural background throughout my life. I have also been lucky in the area I grew up. I grew up in a very culturally diverse area. Many of my friends from elementary school through high school were from many different cultures. I grew up eating food at friends house that to this day I still cant pronounce.…
I dislike being asked “Where are you from?” because I do not consider myself from any specific place. I have moved around several times as a child, which has given me the opportunity to meet different kinds of people each from distinct walks of life. Being faced with the challenge of meeting new people has taught how to come out of my comfort zone at any given moment. The experiences I have had in life has caused me to become an outgoing, hardworking, and very multicultural person.…
Moving to northern Wisconsin as a young girl was a scary and confusing time. Having been born in Chicago, all I knew was a big city, the crowds of people, the nonstop traffic and all the noises. My home, it was the only place I knew. How could my parents make a decision like this? How could they make me move to a place I had only visited once before -- but barely remembered? The sadness I felt was so overwhelming during that transition that I told myself that if I ever had a family, I would never make them move. As an adult, many years later, I look back and almost chuckle. My family and I have moved many times, for work or family and even adventure. Now as an adult, I push my children to find adventure in every move…
As I sat under the shining stars I remember how life was in the city Bright lights, honking horns Sleepless nights, and lonely mornings That city life wasn't for me The Wild Wild West is where I love to be Where I'm finally carefree Where I make my own rules, And where everybody knows everybody…
The fake grass was deeply green like usual, the sun continued to shine like it did everyday till 7 o’clock sharp, and as everyone wore their dull white shirts, I thought to myself “why did our society end up so euphoric?” Was I the only one who thought about the world before “The great crisis” or did someone else think the same way as me? It was 5080 and “the great crisis” happened about 300 years ago way before I was born, no one ever speaked of the old America, because it was considered a crime to think of such evil. But tomorrow was every girl in the 10th grades birthday, we were all turning 15, this meant that 10 out of the 43 girls would be picked as interns to the woman elders who society called the wise women. One of…
Infused with enthusiasm to embark on my exchange program in Trabzon, Turkey, I ignored my status as the only member of my cohort from Western US, let alone the only Asian. But it was in a small Turkish town when a local ice cream vendor held onto my cone as he marveled in disbelief of my American identity. Compared to my friend’s blonde hair and blue eyes, my tan skin and dark hair failed to validate the great misconception that true Americans are white. His words were, “No, no, no. She is original, not you. Where are you from?” Being a vulnerable teenager, innocent questions like this fueled my insecurity and embarrassment of my non-caucasian roots. How could I introduce myself as American without looking like the ones beside me?…
My own socio-cultural position is that I am female Australia born caucasian with Irish heritage, which means I belong to dominate culture. Belonging to the dominate culture I understand I come from a position of privileged, which can have many implications when working with people from CALD Backgrounds (Kendall, 2001). Firstly, many people from CALD background may view me in a position of superiority due to my position of privilege. This view of superiority could make them feel disempower and feel uncomfortable engaging with me (Nylund, 2008). In addition, my views and perspective are that of western views such as an individualist approach. This could have implication as there could be a cultural misunderstanding, different values and…
Where I’m From I am from card games, and erector sets, Tetherball, and baseball, Hearts, rummy, and from football too. I am from reading and camping, from model planes and model cars, and model human bodies. I am from Elvis Presley and Ricky Nelson, and from The Platers, and Dion. I am from Rogers Smith and Connie Francis. I am from Charleston Chew the savory chocolate covered nougat, and M&M’s,from Hershey bars, and Milky Ways.…
I could not imagine growing up in a different neighborhood. My neighborhood was an amusement park full of fun and games. Every day in our neighborhood was an adventure in itself.…
Rob Cobbett 12393 Courtney ave Phone 250 794-1923 Montney BC, Voc 1Y0 Main Phone 250 261-9709 OBJECTIVE Obtain Full Time Employment in Fort St John Summary Responsible and Reliable Great Communication and Listening Skills Eagar To Learn Well Organized EMPLOYMENT WELDING AND FABRICATION WCA 2012 FortStJohn,BC…