I’ve spent the majority of my life living in contradictions; I was constantly hoping to be seen as an adequate Nigerian while simultaneously hoping that I was not excessively American while hoping to be seen as an adequate American but not excessively Nigerian. Like other first generation immigrants, I walk the fine line between two cultures. I never truly felt at home in either place, but I found myself continuously striving to be accepted in both worlds. Publicly, I hoped that I was American enough in public to assimilate with my classmates- so much so that for years, I used my middle name when at school. Being Hannah enabled me to blend in effortlessly with my peers. No more awkward pauses as teachers stumbled and tripped over my name. …show more content…
As I grew older, the separation of the two became more difficult. As they overlapped, I began to feel inadequate as both a Nigerian and as an American. At home, my parents nicknamed me “a ko we bintu”, an not so endearing way of telling me I spent too much time with my nose in my books. Whenever my actions or thoughts strayed from the norm, my parents would blame it on American culture and the influence of my peers. Simple, yet powerful reminders that I was straying away from the mold that I supposed defined me as a Nigerian. Publicly, concealing my Nigerian identity proved to be a tough act. Despite attempts to hide my culture, my food, and the way I pronounced certain words gave me away as an outsider to the country and culture I had adopted as my own. The University of North Carolina afforded me the opportunity to grow in a comprehensive way. My parents had a prescribed path for me - to become a nurse and become a mother but education gave me an opportunity to make my own path and discover my own passions. Although I stumbled quite a bit along the way, taking courses that challenged me mentally, making grades that aren’t indicative of my true performance in a course while searching for a major and career I would be passionate about, at least I was afforded a chance to do so. My education became more than just an academic pursuit; it became
Am I black? Am I not? Am I Eritrean? Or am I an American? What am I? Who am I? Who is Abebba Araya? I constantly asked myself these questions. Why is it to certain people that I am black, yet to some I am not? My entire existence in this world has been very ironic. However, I now know who I am as a person; I am a second-generation American of Eritrean descent. I am both an American and Eritrean, yet I am not black. An emphasis on the and, which I realized exists between these two cultures and incorporating both of them into my lifestyle.
Everyone is raised within a culture with a set of customs and morals handed down by those generations before them. Most individual’s view and experience identity in different ways. During history, different ethnic groups have struggled with finding their place within society. In the mid-nineteen hundreds, African Americans faced a great deal of political and social discrimination based on the tone of their skin. After the Civil Rights Movement, many African Americans no longer wanted to be identified by their African American lifestyle, so they began to practice African culture by taking on African hairdos, African-influenced clothing, and adopting African names. By turning away from their roots, many African Americans embraced a culture that was not inherited, thus putting behind the unique and significant characteristics
Defining what really is to be an American does not sound as easy as it seem. It will always be complex process. As immigration continues to fuel the growth of the population of our nation, racial and ethnic gap increase and evolve along with it. Racial and ethnic identities become more and more convoluted and difficult to understand. Race and ethnicity continue to intermingle and push a cultural shift in the US– a shift that plays a significant role in redefining America in a day-to-day basis.
Meet Rachel, a sophomore studying at Howard University who is also mixed with both black and white. Rachel transferred to the Historically Black University from a Predominantly White Institution because she felt as though she was not “white enough” and Howard would better suit her. Unfortunately upon her arrival, Rachel could not help but feel as though she was not “black enough” to attend Howard University. Rachel’s feeling of not belonging are not isolated, they are shared by millions of biracial Americans who, at one time or another, felt as though they did not belong to either culture. These feelings have been brought on, over time, by the way, America, although believed to be a “melting pot” of cultures, often wants people to categorize themselves as one ethnicity and the pressure placed on Americans to solely identify with one race divides the country more than anything else. The only way to rectify this problem is for Americans to stop separating themselves into racial categories and come together to be classified as simply American.
Everyone is raised within a culture with a set of customs and morals handed down by those generations before them. Most individual’s view and experience identity in different ways. During history, different ethnic groups have struggled with finding their place within society. In the mid-nineteen hundreds, African Americans faced a great deal of political and social discrimination based on the tone of their skin. After the Civil Rights Movement, many African Americans no longer wanted to be identified by their African American lifestyle, so they began to practice African culture by taking on African hairdos, African-influenced clothing, and adopting African names. By turning away from their roots, many African Americans embraced a
Even though the Nigerian culture and the black culture in America are very different I had to mesh them together and create my own identity. Even though politically America was more accepting of immigrants from all over the world. , its people were and are still quick to point out the differences. Even African Americans, who were once seen as the outsiders, ostracized the “foreign” traits that I had, instead of remembering that not too long ago their ancestors came from the same place. Under census categories we would be classified under the same nomenclature.
Being an American “For the land of the free”, do these words sound familiar? Of course they do they are the lyrics from the United States of America’s national anthem. Now earth has countries that stretch from coast to coast. But few of the countries have the freedom that the United States of America. Being born American is an honor to many of the citizens, because this country has plenty of things to be proud of.
As a middle-class Somali-American, I have an identity that very few individuals in the United States have. As a result, I have never fit into a particular group of people. I had not realized this until college because I had always gone to small schools throughout my academic career. From elementary school to high school, I never belonged to a particular group; instead, I associated marginally with all of them due to the small class size. I had created a superficial sense of belonging with a large amount of acquaintances; however, college’s different environment exposed this superficiality immediately.
What does it mean to be American?Well it all depends on who you ask, because everyone has their own opinions. Being an American mean has and had many definitions for many centuries. During WW1 being an American was helping server the war or help the war. In WW2 it was the exact same thing. Women in this age thought being American was having the same rights as men.
Despite having pride with either being labeled a Guinean, Guinean-American, African American, black American, or simply American, each label does not satisfactorily summize my identify, supported by the rejection I face from people who can adequately identify as one of these ethnicities. To exemplify, we shall examine examine my identity as “Guinean.” While my parents were born and raised in Guinea, continue to uphold their Guinean culture in America, while rejecting black American culture, and have raised my brothers and I in accordance to the Guinean culture, I have never visited Guinea, nor have I any tangible ties to the nation. Similar to the Haitian American college students interviewed in Chapter 7 of Georges Woke Up Laughing by
Social inequality stems from many facets of life and mindsets reproduced continuously in America. The main backbone of systematic inequality is formed off of race, gender and class, which all contain crucial aspects that further oppress those subjected to inequality in various aspects of life. The resources-schools, occupations, invested parents- around one fuels the opportunity in their lives, a concept highlighted by Malcom Gladwell, in his book, Outliers. Situations one are brought up in or uncontrollable genetic aspects can very easily restrain their opportunities. Racial discrimination, gender roles and inferiority and the lack of fluidity in the low and working class push inequality, which simultaneously influencing the rich and privileged.
The United States is a nation full of millions of different types of people. However, each of those people has one major thing in common; they are all Americans. Many people wonder what it takes to be a true American, but the answer is something not so difficult to determine. Essentially, being an American means to show patriotism and pride of the country, to be very fortunate compared to other countries, and unfortunately, to show a lack of appreciation for all the great things America provides.
A person can go through an identity crisis more than once in their life or even not once at all. Many times people go through identity crisis’ due to outside forces that are constantly changing their mindsets. An excellent example of a person struggling to figure out who he really should be is the case of Obinze from Chimamanda Adichie’s Americanah. Obinze is a character in this book who held a close romantic relationship with the main character Ifemelu. Obinze struggles to find his identity due to him moving from Nigeria to London and then being suddenly deported back to Nigeria where he ends up being completely different than he was when he left Nigeria
The United States of America being the third largest country in the world with more than 315 million inhabitants, consists of multicultural societies with ethnically diverse population. Since there are a lot of foreigners, the US culture has evolved in such a way accepting and tolerating other foreign cultures. US is very much influenced by protestant work ethics according to which people believe in themselves and their efforts to attain the goal of self-actualization and success. The rich diversity in the culture brought by foreigners, prevailing values of protestant ethics, hard work etc. have helped US to emerge as a superpower in the past years. Nearly every religion had its impact on US culture in one way or the other. The
Everyday I am on a constant race to discover who I am as an individual. I am fighting this battle whether I choose to acknowledge it or not. Donald Hernandez has written in his book Children of Immigrants: Health, Adjustment, and Public Assistance; he talks about major key points, but the most important one state “Third, because life chances differ greatly according to race and ethnicity in the United States, and because of the race and ethnic composition of immigrants to this country has shifted markedly during recent decades,” (3). That is true trying to be one thing is very hard in USA society has an effect of how you may become as the individual. If I were in another country they would just see as an American and nothing else, but the place that I was born and raised they see me as what my parents are Nigerians. I am not American because my parents are from Nigeria; this has been a very constant thing, because of several definitions of what it