Growing Up Culture

I am a Native American male. I am from the Lummi Nation Tribe, but was raised on the Nooksack Indian reservation. My father is the one who raised me. He is an ex-convict who has no income of his own, and never graduated high school. We make rent and pay our bills thanks to support from my grandparents and our tribal assistance. My father is also an ex-drug addict, so he has to attend a methadone clinic every morning to kill his crave for drugs. He is also now an alcoholic, and has been for about two to three years off and on. This is not what has shaped me. Even though he has not been a role model for me I have set my own goals in life. My grandparents both have led decently successful lives, but I do not believe they are the ones who have

No one can control what family they are born into nor what struggles are destined for them in the future. By the age of nine, my parents could no longer help me with my homework, rather they could only offer a few words of encouragement. The language barrier and cultural clash we experienced as a family put me at a disadvantage compared to other children my age.

My mother, on the other hand, came from a two parent home with very “strict” rules and ideals, but her family could not handle conflict in a productive manner. My mother told me that despite their deep religious beliefs and ideals the family was a mess. My grandfather was a military man, with a hot temper,who believed in discipline and my grandmother was the only daughter of a very passive and complacent farmer. There was a lot of strife in my mother’s family growing up, she tells me that she remembers family gatherings frequently ending in yelling and someone getting kicked out. This environment bled into my mother’s personality and how she handled

Growing up as an American, you’re probably use to dinner being the biggest meal of the day. Fast food and restaurants being the main source of meals for you and your family.

My entire life, my parents have always wanted what was best for me. My dad, an immigrant who moved here at the age of seven, speaking not one word of english. He lost his father at the age of five, and his mother at the age of sixteen. Therefore, he practically raised himself. He graduated high school from Honokaa High & Intermediate School, but had no desire or intention to further his education. My mom, born and raised in Puna, had parents who were separated for majority of her life. A father who wasn’t very involved in her life, and a mother who chose drugs over everything else in her life, especially her five kids, my mother being the second youngest. My father, for all of my life, has worked six days out of the week, to provide everything I could ever possibly need; along with my mother, who has, at times worked multiple jobs at once, to support me, in

Growing up with two different Heritages is like growing up in two different worlds, it was tough growing up being Native and Hispanic I would either get made fun of because I was Native or I was made fun of for being Hispanic. I guess you can say that I have somewhat of a different life, living with any Hispanic family but considering myself more Native, because just at home i just speak spanish, and eat amazing food made by my mother who isn’t even Hispanic who’s just Native American who didn’t consider herself Native American because she herself lived with my grandmother or she lived with a family friend who was Hispanic and showed her things about a culture that she didn’t know anything about.

Before we delve into how culture and society heavily influences our identity, we must consider what makes a society a society. In a sense, a society is expounded as a group of individuals who live under a particular ambiance and collaborate in the exchange of words while sharing common interests and aims amongst each other. The people of today have the fascinating ability to accumulate unique ideas that could potentially change the world as well as influence others into how they may think of themselves. I am drawn to the thought that in order for there to be change, there must be those who are willing to sacrifice. Unfortunately, there are some things that go sacrificed unwillingly but are condoned by the majority as the norm. The culture that we hold behind our identities often becomes distorted by outside factors such as our peers and the world around us. The moment we are born into this world, we are exposed to new stimuli on a daily basis. Things like friends and family have a huge influence on one’s identity. Humans are naturally driven by the strong desire of belongingness within our communities and so we look for the fragments that develop our identities. Individuals seek traits that will make others

Growing up we go through many different stages and cultures that effect our lives. Whether it be a student, athlete, musician, brother, sister, cousin, and so on there are many different aspects of life that each and every one of us belong to. Up to this point in my life there have been several cultures and groups that I have been involved with that have impacted me. Being a student full time is probably the culture that I believe the belong to the most. I have spent nearly all my childhood and teen years in a school system which is a great thing, but I believe should be fixed and molded. The school system in America needs to start getting back to the basics such as teaching us the history of the United States with events such as World Wars

I am a first generation Asian American and my life began when my father was 18 years old. From China with basically the clothes on his back, he traveled across the sea to the United States, the dreamland, all in the hope of a better future. He worked endlessly with few days off to provide for his family and continue to do so today, which only allowed me to see him one day a week at the most. He told me that's the burden he has to bear so I can have an easier life, working in a job I like. My mother's life story doesn't differ much from my father's with the only major distinction being that it centered around my life. She wake up 5 in the morning to cook my lunch for school and to become my personal chauffeur. If I need her, she is there. Since

The kids in this society are changing their beliefs in the culture because of the internet . There are sites like wikipedia that someone can change information at anytime . Why is this so ? Whats a prime example of the changing of young kids culture and what they believe . There's captions , and story lines about the black community right now and if you're a young kid on facebook or even twitter , what you see is what you're honestly going to believe .

As the eldest of three kids, I am who I am because of my younger sister and brother. Coming from an immigrant family, my parents worked full time at their restaurant. They had to care for the customers, the finances, kitchen supplies, and food; money was their priority because that money was for me and my siblings. From the first day I started kindergarten, I was extremely independent. Everyday after I got off the school bus at approximately 2:45 PM, I walk home and eat a bowl of cereal. I studied completed my homework, and on the occasional times my dad was home, I asked him to correct my answers. All that changed two years later when my younger sister started her kindergarten year.

Many people have different views on culture and what it includes. I think culture is a mix of many things that become a norm for a group of people over a long period of time. I think that culture is a mix of music, food, traditions, and relationships. Cultures also bring together a group of people who hold the same values and beliefs, an example of this would be any religion. Culture affects all areas of a person’s life as it affects the way they view people, make relationships, make decisions and in general how they live their life. While most cultures have existed for many years, they are not static. Many traditions are held to but there are still changes as more generations are joining and the older ones are passing away.

The world culture has many different meanings depending on the person you ask. Each person has their own view on what they think culture is. To me, culture could be defined as different puzzle pieces that come together to create a person socially, physically and mentally. According to Chapter Three, Culture and the Culture-Learning Process, authors Cushner, McClelland, and Safford (2009) talks about culture and defines it as “Culture determines, to a large extent, people 's thoughts, ideas, patterns of interaction, and material adaptions to the world around them” (p. 61). This definition of culture explains that everyone culture is different based on their environment and influences around them. Culture starts at home and can then branch

“He who blinded by ambition, raises himself to a position whence he cannot mount higher, must fall with the greatest loss” is a quote said by Niccolò Machiavelli. What it is explaining is that blind ambition will take you to a position in life where the only direction to go is down, as you are already as high to top as possible. Blind Ambition is the strong desire to achieve something without taking into consideration what is happening around one’s self. People that are inspired by ambition may be capable of doing prodigious things, but when tempted by their blind yearnings, it can lead to the destruction of their own self and others around them. An over ambitious person will often go to extremes and do anything they are capable of, in order

This drained my mother’s energy each and everyday. She would leave food at home as she went to work and dinners were usually me eating by myself. Although I had many siblings our schedules did not match up either, because we were the first generation in my family to get a genuine education so my sisters were always working so hard in school. It was tough going to school each day and having my friends’ parents dropping them off at school in the morning. This seems very silly but it had truly affected my and realize I could never be dropped off. As I became more involved in extracurriculars such as the school choir, sports, etc. I remembered how excited my friends were to show off their performance-not because they were exceptional but because their families would be attending. I could never ask my mother because it was the difference between having electricity that month or a sports event. Also I could not ask my father either because when my parents split apart my mother forbid my father from contacting me or remaining in my