I am the person I am today because my parents raised me through the foundation of their experiences. On April 21, 1995 my mother had given birth to me in Fountain Valley hospital and I am the fifth child among six children. Both, my mother and father are of Vietnamese decent and originated from Saigon, Vietnam. My parents were the first from both of their families to flee Vietnam after the Vietnam War as refugees making their way to the states in a paddleboat. November 17, 1979 was the dawn of a new life for my parents, who were both only 20 years old at the time. It was the first time they had stepped foot on American soil and their first breath of freedom.
It is Sunday morning and my parents have finally returned home after road tripping the east coast for 14 days, I take my mother, Kim-Lan Trinh, into our family guest room and chat her up about my cultural heritage and its influences towards my identity. This experience had been very sentimental due to the fact that it gave me an opportunity to realize the similarities and differences I shared with my mother as we were both growing up. My mother highlights that her life revolved around patriarchy, religious values, and education.
When my mother was living in Saigon, Vietnam, growing up she lived in a home with her parents, her five siblings, and my great grandfather. She was taught to do and serve the eldest male in the family because the man of the house is known to be the breadwinner. This system of living is known as
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Each individual has a specific culture that can they can use to identify oneself. I discovered my own cultural identity with the help of many aspects I have faced throughout my life. Culture is an important role in everyone’s life. Culture can be discovered by seeing how different an individual is from someone else. It can also be seen even when you don’t realize it. My family have been a major impact on discovering my cultural identity. My cultural identity would not exist if it weren’t for previous experiences I have encountered up until this point. My cultural identity is involved in many aspects of my life because of how my family influences my culture, how my view on culture differs from everyone else, and how society views me.
My cultural identity, as I know is Mexican American because both my parents are born in Mexico and I was born here. I can also be defined as a Chicana because that is another way used to call a Mexican American. My culture can be seen in so many different ways like for example it can be seen in food, music, religion, dance, art, festivals, and even more. Most of these traditions have changed a little bit over time as they were brought to the U.S. What I mean by that is that some of those traditions were brought from Mexico, and had a little change into them because they were combined with some traditions that have already been here in the U.S.
Most people call me Colby, but on the field i'm know as number 40. Soccer has been a part of my life since I was 3, my 12 years of experience have influenced how I act, what I eat and most aspects of my life-like who I hang out with and what I dislike. In the United states especially, sports are a huge part of everyone's cultural identity. With all this in mind I would call my cultural identity a soccer game. It can change in a blink of the eye but is consistent through life.My family is like the other players, education is like the field and my hobbies are like the ball.
What is my cultural identity? Personally, I don’t think I am completely assured on what my cultural identity is, but I can do my best on explaining it. However, I won’t get started on that yet, first I’ll explain the occasion of me learning about my identity. At almost the beginning of the year, it was announced in our English class that we would be doing an essay on our cultural identities. When my teacher announced this I thought to myself, “What in the world is a cultural identity, or even my cultural identity?” In these months, we have gotten to learn the definition of culture, and what it means to us, individually., I believe that culture means a group of people that share the same customs, way of life, and beliefs. Also, over these last couple of months we have been reading texts all about people knowing and understanding their cultural identities, meanwhile I still didn’t understand my own. All I know is that I was born on February 11, 2002, I like movies and music, and my mom is from Chile and my Dad is from Virginia. Now that didn’t feel like enough for me to write on, but then I started thinking about all of the cultural differences that my parents have had raising me as a person, and how those have all combined to make me. In my short 15 years of life, the culture clashes have sometimes affected me on my thoughts and opinions, which I’ll talk about later on. As well as how movies and music have affected my perspectives and opinions.
Charles F. Glassman once said, “In a few seconds, we judge another person and think we know them. When, the person we’ve lived with the longest, we still don’t know very well- ourselves.” Writing about my values has gave me a better understanding of who I am. I now understand the several ways my culture has shaped me to become who I am. My cultural autobiography will allow me to reveal who I truly am by understanding my cultural identity. My cultural identity is the combination of my worldview and values as well as my position in the eight microcultures.
When I think of the word “cultural identity”, I think of myself, and what makes up who I am as a person. My cultural identity influences everything about me, from the moment I wake up, to the minute I rest my head on my pillow at night. My culture influences the way I eat, speak, worship, and interact with people. However, I am not only affected by my own culture, but others’ culture as well. I am fortunate to have an extremely rich heritage, and I couldn’t be prouder of my cultural identity.
“Dale, dale, dale, No pierdas el tino; Porque si lo pierdes, Pierdes el camino”. The classic piñata song that is sung at parties. It translates to “Go, go, go, don't lose your aim; because if you lose it, you will lose your path.” The phrase ties in with my identity because of my cultural background and experiences at parties. Who am I? What is my cultural identity? The questions that have me trying my best not to have an existential crisis. I am a Mexican American, my parents were born in Jalisco and I was born in California. As for my cultural identity, I am a NSHS student that has been shaped by music, technology, and sports.
Culture is something that can be defined in many different ways, including your values, beliefs, family, friends and even the music you listen to. All these aspects buildup to define who you are as a person. The way you grew up, who raised you, your goals, thoughts and ideas all contribute to who we are. My cultural identity is shaped by what is closest to me, my friends, family and music.
The three artifacts that I will be bring in my cajita that representing my cultural identity is a Bible, kickboxing hand wraps, and hair pick. The reason why these artifacts describe me is because the Bible symbolize being free from worldly way, it help to guide me in important decisions since I am one of does people who second guest their selves, its help me to point out what I am doing wrong and to accept myself for who I am. Since grow up in America and being African American I heard that I was not beautiful because of my feature that I not going to be any and that their not a future for people who look like me. I heard all of this from both the media and community. However, two year ago when I starts reading and listening to the Bible
Food is something that is not inherited, it is learned, much like culture. When I was about three years old, my parents moved from Argentina to America. Since all we knew was Spanish, we found ourselves associating with many other Hispanics. One thing that I find all these cultures have in common is food. Food is something that ties us all to our roots, to our families, to our heritage, to our culture. Argentina, Mexico, and America, my take on food shows my family’s migrations and changes, it is who I am and will become, it is my cultural identity.
“ I am a feminist, and what that means to me is much the same as the meaning of the fact I am black: It means that I must . . . respect myself as though my very life depends upon self-love and self-respect.”- June Jordan. As life goes on I am learning that we do not always get what we want. In my English class, we read two passages; one was a novel called “ Two Kinds ” by Amy Tan and the other was a poem called “ Legal Alien “ by Pat Mora. The text “ Two Kinds “ is about the conflict between a mother and daughter; her mother just wants her daughter to triumphant in the world, while her daughter wants to just be herself. The other text “ Legal Alien “, is about the speaker describing being bicultural, and how she is
¨Pereme-what? That is the weirdest and longest last name i've ever heard of! Where do people get last names like that?¨ My answer? Well, my grandfather is from Siberia, but my family just consider ourselves Russian. Actually not long ago my dad had told me about a city in Russia called Peremyshl, my great great grandparents, as I was told, are from there, Peremyshl is in the Kaluga Oblast near Moscow. And because of my ethnic background, I go to my church's youth, our youth really likes to go and hang out at the park or go someplace else and play volleyball.
My family’s Portuguese customs and my experiences living in the United States profoundly influenced the person I am today. The assimilation between Portuguese beliefs and living the American dream reshaped my self-concept and ignited my curiosity about diversity. The concept of acculturation summarizes my experience with integrating more than one culture and crafting my values. J. W. Berry states, “Acculturation comprehends those phenomena which result when groups of individuals having different cultures come into continuous, first-hand contact, with subsequent changes in the original culture patterns of either or both groups” (as cited in Morrison & James, 2009). Appreciating my cultural background allowed me to develop my racial identity which brought awareness to my own privileges and biases. As I am furthering my education to become a counselor, I hope learning about myself will help me guide and empower clients to do the same.
When I hear the words ¨cultural identity¨ the first thing I think of is my religion, my ethnicity, and my family history. I never really looked back at my cultural identity, or (background) some might say. If I were to look back at my cultural identity I would say it’s like a stop light because It constantly changes. When my cultural identity changes it lowers my chances of doing what love which is running.
Cultural nationalism is most important to my identity, because it has the most influence on my day to day life. For example, my overall lifestyle, the clothes I wear and my diet are based upon my cultural identity. Personally, my cultural identity is composed of my everyday western clothing and food and the sporadic Indian clothing and delicacies. Not only that, but it is also the most important because it indirectly and directly impact other types of nationalism. For instance, texting, a new addition to our culture is changing (some would say negatively) our language.