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.…
First off, my cultural identity would not be the same if it wasn’t for my family. My mother’s side is who i’m closest to, and most of them are cajun. Growing up around my mother’s side of the family help me find my culture and played a part in finding my identity as well, because of her cajun heritage. My father’s side however is mostly found more up north as in Michigan and…
My family customs and traditions definitely played a vital role in my beliefs and my…
Have you ever heard a really exciting piece played by an orchestra, symphony, or even a band(meaning one made up of brass, woodwinds, and percussion)? I think of my cultural identity like a beautiful masterpiece made up of many different components and layers of voices. I hope after reading my essay you will be able to think of your own cultural identity in an exciting manner such as I veiw my own.…
Only in Miami can you see a Cuban family-run restaurant serving Italian pizza while playing a style of music that originated in Africa. Every day we experience the foods, music, and traditions of many different cultures. Almost no family shares the same cultural blend as another. My family is no exception to this trend. My mom was born and raised in Florida however; her father has descendants from England. My paternal grandmother’s family came from France, but the war kept sending them back and forth between Spain and France. My grandmother is the only one of her siblings born in Spain. I also have German and Venezuelan roots. I think of it all as the ingredients in the dish Chicken Chop; the most prominent ingredients in this “Cultural Dish” are the English and Hispanic cultures. These are the elements, sprinkled with some cosmopolitan influential flare, that have influenced my personal culture over the years.…
I am proud to say, "I am a perfect blend of sweet and salty." My ethnic background consists of two; My dad being Salvadorian and my mom is Mexican, making me and my siblings quite the concoction of Hispanic blood. You would think because we are all in the Hispanic category our lives wouldn't be difficult since we speak Spanish, have the same characteristics, and usually, family traditions are or should be quite similar. Not completely, in this case, I recently found out that it isn't common for Salvadorians and Mexicans to get along because they both are just as proud and tough. In specifics, my mom always has given me the warm side of caring for others, being family oriented is important and giving is always better than receiving. My dad, on the other hand, was very dry in emotion he…
The cultural identity of an individual is identified to alter owing to an intercultural encounter of an individual relating to the culture of another country. The cultural identity of the person is taken to remain latent and only becomes salient on one’s repatriation to one’s home country. Different types of identity shifts are observed related to the cultural encounter faced by individuals on repatriation like subtractive, additive, affirmative and also intercultural. Subtractive cultural identity is faced by individuals that tend to feel discomfort with the culture of their home country. These people are those that have left homes with low cultural identity and have highly adapted to the foreign culture. Individuals facing additive cultural…
I was born in the suburbs of the Bronx and raised in the Brooklyn, New York. At a young age, I never understood the amount of hard work my parents had gone through to raise me and give me a great life I have today. They emigrated from South Korea to this country in hopes of the American dream. They had their definition of the American dream as working hard to become successful. They were strong believers in that hard work would result in great results and rewards. My parents took huge sacrifices in order to make it to this great nation. They had left their families, their jobs, and their culture to start a new life. My father went from being a chemical engineer to making a small living as a delivery man for a clothing company while my mother worked as nurse in a small clinic in downtown Brooklyn. We didn’t live in the best of neighborhoods, but it was sufficient enough to provide shelter and food. It took a lot of pain and long hours for my parents to provide for me and they have taught me the most crucial life lessons. They told me that the most important lesson is life is to always put other people before you. They explained how if you are always there to help others and be there for another person, they will return the favor to you. This helped shaped my identity as to be a caring person who is always willing to help out those in need. Throughout the rest of my life, I would encounter this life lessons…
Identity itself is asking yourself a question “ Who am I?” it might appear to be about personality, and the person you are but that’s only part of it. Although some individuals don't have other abilities, as being bilingual. There’s a lot of ways a person could find out who they are and their identity. It could be shown in your language, nationality, culture, and accent.…
Prior to taking this course, I thought I knew what it meant to be versatile in various cultures. However, in reality, I really did not know as much as I thought I did. Last semester, I took part of the study abroad program to Costa Rica. I embarked on a cultural journey that forever changed my life. I was able to experience and embrace in a new and different culture than my own. I lived in Costa Rica for four months. While living there, I had opportunity to also travel to two other countries in Central America, Nicaragua and Panama. After living in another country for four months, I believed that I was culturally diverse; I believed that I knew what it was like to being cultural, little did I know that there was so much more than to living…
Until today, I never put much thought into my culture identity, I had always thought that I was Mexican and that was it, there is nothing more to it. My parents who are fully Mexican have always taught me that my culture is very important. They always told me that, my culture is one of the things that make me stand out from the rest. I never saw it as something important, because I thought culture was just your race and nothing more. I only ever thought that I was a girl who came from a Mexican background and was born and raised in America. Now I see that my cultural identity makes me who I am, a Mexican-American woman. My culture is very big on food, it is one part that makes it known to others, music and religion are also very important in my culture, they tell a story, more importantly they tell my story.…
Heritage is the first word in my family’s dictionary for defining who we are, how we live and how we influence the people around us. My parents taught me that my heritage defines my identity and that I should never forget where I came from. Though, through endless fights, years of alienation from my culture and its people as well as disregard for my heritage, love and recognition for where I came from led me to accept my Haitian customs.…
As a 39 year old black female born in the United States to a black father from St. Kitts, Virgin Islands and a black mother from Tortola, British Virgin Islands, I count myself privileged to have the best of both worlds. Primarily because I was born as an American citizens and am yet able to identify myself as a member of family heritage culture and heritage.…
Cultural identity is a huge part of who we are. Not only does it define our interests, it also dictates why and who we interact with. It affects so many things in our life that it can be hard to find anything at all that isn’t affected by it. For me personally, the biggest parts of my cultural identity are the food I eat, the people I spend my time with, and the music I listen to.…
A way my culture impacts me is I can be the real me. I can show others where I come from and where my family comes from as well. I can show other my passion for being Mexican. But I can also learn a lot from others. I can learn their views on culture. I can also learn their views on me and how I impact other.…