My family of orientation is pretty blended, but stayed the same throughout most of my childhood. My family of orientation consisted of my mother, step father (who I call my dad), my half brother, and half sister. My mother married by step father when I was five years old and he was married to my mom until I was about seventeen years old. I took the Family of origin expressive atmosphere scale test and my score was very high, but that confuses me just a little bit. I feel like my family wasn’t as expressive as I wanted them to be growing up. If they were expressive though, it was only because they were angry at one another. If my siblings and I disagreed with my parents, we would be told we were wrong. My mom, at least, has gotten better at…
let me introduce to my family the Garcia Family. what we like to do is go camping every summer and go to Madeline Island that's where we camp. we like to play board games together like monopoly so here we go I will introduce you to the Garcia Family.…
At around 10 years of age my family and I were coming out of a store when we heard an individual yell out, “Go back to Mexico, America houses no aliens!” At that moment, I felt as if this wouldn’t be the last time I would hear these words echo through my life, and I was right.…
The tapping on the wood door was enormous in the silence. Shocked out of my solitude, I pushed myself up from the couch and heaved open the door. Silhouetted against the light was a dark-haired woman with a girl clinging to her skirt. I knew who she was. My landlady had told me about the woman I had seen picking up mail at the post office. She'd called her "The Prize."…
I am a Vietnamese person who has moved to America for about thirteen years, and I did not think that I am going to study art because my family, a Vietnamese tradition family, did not want me to practice in art. In their mind, art is something that is unreal job. They said that artists do not make good salary, and their works become expensive only when the artist passed away. They believe that only doctor, nurse, and lawyer are real job. Therefore, when I told them that I am going to practice art, nobody in my family supports me, and they also ridicule me. I can understand why they ridicule me. It is because they totally don't know what is art. In their mind, they think that art is paint and sculpture, but they have never thought about digital…
Living with a dysfunctional family has shaped my outlook on life. I never knew I had a keen interest in human behavior and thoughts until my brother went through a middle school crisis. I remember coming home from school to a depressing environment. My brother was bullied which changed his life forever and mine too. I saw how much other human beings can have such an immense impact on one person. I began to wonder whether I would have the resilience or fall victim like my brother. The way people cope with stressful situations made me realize that there is a lot more to humans than I had originally thought. As my brother fell into a deep depression that is when I knew I wanted to study psychology in order to help him and others like him. I believe…
Since I grew up in a family with an abusive father, my response to conflict differs from most people. My father resolved conflict by shouting, degrading, and often physically abusing the other person. My mother’s response to conflict was to try to settle a compromise or walk away until her own frustration was no longer there. I think based off the conflict responses I observed growing up, my responses are a mixture of my parents. When in an intense argument with someone, I attack their character and then silence them out. Family members play a big part in how we resolve conflicts, because a good portion of our lives begin by us spending time with and watching our relatives. We, as a society, adapt skills and mannerisms from those closest to…
I lived in Hollywood, FL for nine years to long. It was circumstantial how I wound up there. It was not a pleasant experience. I went to Florida niave. I thought that the blacks from different parts of the world got along. I was in for a rude awakening. My family goes back to be an American every since colonization. I felt like an outsider in America an I’m a veteran. I experienced prejudice and stereo typing from both the men an the women. I t would pain me to see how other black Americans were treated. Most of the black americans families migrated from Mississippi, Alabama and the Carolins. The majority of the Islanders lived in their own commities like Mirramor, Little Hatti and…
This connection that I have with my mother is a dime a dozen if you look at our entirely culture here in America. Less and less families these days actually cook or sit down to eat a meal together which has left many Americans searching for something they have lost. This lost feeling is being capitalized on by television networks by the vast amount of cooking and food related shows that are being broadcasted. Frank Bruni asks in “An Experts Theory of Food Television Appeal”, “For these young people, does the televised cooking have have the appeal of a missive from a lost utopia” (Bruni 111)? I believe he hit the proverbial nail right on the head with this line of questioning and he couldn't be more correct. Young adults who lead busy lives,…
Ever since I was a kid I believed that nothing could harm our country, and I knew even then that all though we were all different we represented something bigger than ourselves or our cultural backgrounds; we represented what I call the American Family! We are so busy fighting each other that we are neglecting to see the true enimies closing in! Even if know one reads this or likes it, I will continue to fight for this country because that's all I know how to do. May the Lord watch over and guide me and my American…
From an early age, I admired The Cosby show because it was the first show that I saw on television that reminded me of my family. At the age of ten, what I once knew as the a strong black family was torn through the finalization of my parent's divorce One time when I persisted through a challenge and what encouraged or motivated you to carry on was when my mother got a divorce. When my mother and my father had divorced I had felt like the end of me. It felt like I would never have the perfect family or the perfect life that I had dreamed of. I felt lost and alone. My mother was strong for the both of us. She comforted me when I was sad or felt like I couldn't continue with life. She is the best mother I could ever ask for. My mother taught…
Based on the first day, I loved it and don’t want to go back to the United States for a while. There were prestigious architectures, exciting activities, and many unusual animals. Growing up in India wouldn't be the worst possible life and I wouldn't run out of activities to do for sure. Although, poverty is a big issue nationwide and needs to be brought to the government's attention. Many families are walking the streets, asking other people for money to buy clothes, a house, and provide a life for their children. After the first day life is surely not the same in India as it is in the United States. Some girls in India aren’t thoroughly educated, females aren’t treated the same as males, a caste system is still existing in certain areas,…
The american dream is what all young people hope to obtain later in their life after college. Although the American dream is a wonderful life to have, I don’t want just the idea of living an average lifestyle that every person purses. I rather be more than average and live a life that is overly favored and blessed by God.…
Before i had a family, i dreamed of my "made up family", having a joyous time. Well that sure made me understand perception can alter your true life experiences when you go thru real situations. My point being, it was June of 2015 last year, and my small family and my mother planned to take a trip. My mother resides in New Mexico and we live in Las Vegas, so the demand for togetherness was of a longing feeling. One could say even mutual. When all the plans went thru we were on our way to Las Cruces,N.M. We were initially going to pick up my baby daughter. She had been with my mother for a few months and daddy was missing her. At this time i had'nt seen my family in 16 years and they were interested in meeting my wife and kids for the first…
I grew up in a very diverse family. Being exposed to many different cultures and beliefs, I was given the opportunity to learn from those I have grown up around and decide what culture I truly feel I belong too. The places I have been and all that I have been exposed too, has made me an irregular individual from my classmates. I feel sympathy for those who grow up in a closed minded environment and was never taught about the truth of the world around us. My whole life is a fond memory, I wouldn’t change anything in the world for the life I was privileged with.…