Do you know you cultural identity? Most likely you do. I didn?t know mine till i was in a class where i had to learn about it. I learned many things that i had no idea they had to do with culture. I am Henry Galvez, i was born in guatemala city we legally moved to Los Angeles California when i was about 3 years old. All these years i had no idea that things i do on my daily life had to do with my culture till now that i am learning about it.…
Most people don’t think much about the ancient civilizations that lived all over the world where current cities and towns have been established. Some day in the future, people in a history class might be studying about the past (like they are supposed to) and learn about this time period and how the people now contributed to their present day life. Without the ancient civilizations, we would not be anywhere near as advanced as we are now. The ancient cultures left behind architecture, religions, tools, and even writings and drawings. Their customs are remembered, discovered, and guessed at by archaeologists today. Just as our cultures today have similarities and differences, the cultures of the past did too. The people of the Indus River Valley, the Minoans, and the Vikings all had some things similar between them, but more things that were different. Some of their differences and similarities include geography, lifestyle, government, religious views, trade and agriculture, and the end of their civilizations. They all also have some major influences on our civilization today.…
Those living in the American colonies in the seventeenth century faced many challenges. These tensions of political, social, religious and economic natures came from abroad and within. Influences of the political and economic nature from abroad onto the established American colonies shifted the shape and nature of the colonies; whereas, the social and religious tensions from abroad tended to create new colonies. The Quakers, for instance, were a group of English Protestants who left England in search of a new home for “their own religion and the own distinctive social order” (Brinkley, Alan. " Transplantations and Borderlands."…
I come from a culturally diverse family. My dad’s side of the family is filled with traditional southern charm with summer days spent with my grandma picking fresh strawberries and learning to grow flowers in her backyard. As well as, huge family reunions with an abundance of delicious foods such as: fried chicken and sweet potato pies. My mom’s side couldn’t be more different, they are loud reggae playing, always dancing Caribbean people from Belize. They fill you with laughter and interesting foods such as: peas and rice and ox tails. With such proud people around me it is hard to not eventually become proud of who I am and not be afraid of sharing my colorful family with the world.…
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 found myself in trouble at school at times by my lack of cultural awareness. From being labeled as a bully for fighting back against others who attacked me to not quite understanding why I could not be angry at those who would attack me for no reason, I was often confused at the time by not knowing the wrong of my actions that seemed to be morally just to me. Facing adversity in the classroom in the form of peers who feared my culturally different background, I learned that I must educate other rather than succumb to a cycle of hate. From the initially negative experiences, I have learned to respectfully inquire about a person's individuality that I am not familiar with and ultimately teach others about my identity as…
I am a first-generation immigrant, who have struggled with cultural identity because I grew up with two different cultural values. My childhood consisted of seeing people who look like me and who identified with the same cultural ideas; however, after moving to southern California, I witnessed a diverse population with different cultures. My cultural influences come from my parents and peers and the media, so I feel conflicted between the traditional and conservative culture of my parents and the liberal and open-minded values of my peers.…
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…
Growing up with divorced parents from two radically different cultures was at first difficult. My mother’s family was from Peru, while my father’s was from Bangladesh. In my young mind, there was an internal struggle with what my identity actually consisted of. I wasn’t wholly from one culture or the other, and felt like a black sheep when interacting with either side of my family. Due to this, I attempted to keep these cultures partitioned. At the time, they were different portions of my life that simply couldn’t intermix. This mentality in turn led me to foolishly shy away from my joint heritage. I kept myself enclosed in a box, blind to the beauty of my surrounding culture. However, as time progressed, I knew I had to make a change in my understanding.…
This is often followed by the realization that White oppression is the culprit for the negative experiences of youth (Sue & Sue, 2013). Anger and frustrations against White racism may become a defining theme when an increase in Asian American pride starts to flourish. I believe I have found a sense of pride for my culture and have incorporated it within my American identity as well. I have always been proud to be both Filipino and Italian. Although I have always felt a stronger connection to my Italian culture. Today, I feel more of an equal balance and want to incorporate more historical and cultural values within my life because my family was not as traditional as some other families are. I always felt like my cultural identity was not as strong as it could be and this is why I actually like to learn about other cultures, It is fascinating to me to learn more and understand why people do the things they do and for what reasons. This is also why I want to travel and meet more people within my culture to better understand the culture. I believe I am currently in this stage because I want to reconnect with my culture, but on the other hand I am open to learning about all…
When my family and I emigrated here from Africa between the ages of seven to sixteen years old, I had a strenuous time assimilated into this new American culture that I started rejecting my own culture. It seems like whenever I tell people that I was from Africa, people either had negative things to say, ask condensing questions or try to educate me with common sense things. However, I was really fond of this new American culture to the point that I wanted to change my own culture. During that time, I can say that I was at the Defense Against…
In analyzing the range of factors that influence the perception and communication of an individual based on the visual summary provided in the book I think that interests, experiences, intellectual ability, emotional state, outlook, and knowledge are the perception factors that have affected the abilities of the individuals to communicate with each other.…
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.…
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.…
One of the first steps of finding one’s cultural identity is analyzing your family’s background. Since a majority of my family grew up or lives in Florida, and I did as well, I can say that I am a native Floridian. Also, most of my family grew up as or is Christian, and I can say that I am as well. My parents grew up in a small town, and I did as well. There are a lot of similarities between their identities and mine when one looks the surface. However, there is much more to cultural identity than what one’s family’s identity…