My Cultural Identity : My Identity And Identity

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. Almost everyone listens to music and people tend to have their own taste or style of music. My taste of music

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 ethnicity plays a huge part of my cultural

I currently am a 20-year-old African-American male that has been through a lot to be where I am today. I grew up in a predominantly white town, because my parents wanted me to grow up in a school where I would not only be smart and successful, but safe. My parents doing that to me young was probably the best thing and worst thing that could have happened to me. Growing up in a white suburb certainly has its flaws, but I have learned that flaws can be turned into positives that can benefit myself

My cultural identity is made up of lots of things, but there are some main things that make me, me. The things that have made me who I am today has changed me and will still change me in the future. There are physical things about me that has made me what I look like and also things that I feel or think and beliefs that make me who I am. My family, they play this huge role in my life they are literally in my life everyday and even though I don't see all of them everyday they all pop into my head

Cultural Identity Essay My life is like ripped jeans, it is almost complete, but there's parts missing that I can’t and don’t know how to fill. An African American who only knows her American side, but struggles with knowing the background of her African heritage. Whose parents are also African American and are in the same position. Representing me being African American, but not fully educated of who I am. Although, I don’t know my African side, in the future I can learn more about it, as for now

My Cultural identity  The pendulum in a grandfather's clock speaks to me the most. It swings back and forth between two sides, never truly belong in neither. Growing up, this is what I have always felt, whether it was my ethnicity, cultural identity, or my social identity encompassing my ideology and political opinions. It was a challenge, to say the least. My two drastically different worldviews were in constant conflict. Today, as an adult, I have come to the realisation that there was no need

I’ve never really questioned my cultural identity, actually nobody even asked me what my cultural identity was. I guess they just thought I was a regular black girl that likes watermelon and fried chicken. Now don’t get me wrong mama loves her some fried chicken, but I don’t really care for watermelon. Don’t take that as a shock, not all black people like watermelon. Truth of the matter is that I'm really just a hot chip, school loving, catholic, hair braiding, soul-food eating, outgoing, loud-mouth

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. The first, and

may look a typical Starbucks loving white girl to people but I am more than that, Culturally and ethnically. My cultural identity is defined by the community which I reside in and the people that belong to it. I am seen differently in the different places I have been to. I am seen very differently here in Hawaii where I live compared to in Japan or on the continental US. Cultural identity to me is a vast term used by every individual to define their own culture. I haven’t really thought about how

How My Cultural Identity Defines Who I Am My cultural identity is African American. I believe this because I am christian and the way I dress, what type of music I listen to. My first body paragraph is illustrated by my traditional dinner, which is Turkey on thanksgiving each year. My second body paragraph is illustrated by my favorite movie, because it divides blacks and whites (stereotyped) by who is more wealthy. The movie is separated by what the hood is, and what isn't the hood. My cultural