My Family Ethnography

Anthropology is defined, in the most basic terms, as the study of other cultures. This field can subsequently be divided into more specific sects, and contain more precise defining characteristics, but this definition is essentially all that is needed. Anthropology is a science that attempts to look at other cultures and draw conclusions to questions that are raised while studying. An anthropologist is someone who accepts what is presented before them and is driven by an urge to understand each presentation as thoroughly as possible. Once the concept of anthropology is accepted, one must identify the means of reaching the goal of this field. In the sect of social anthropology, this vehicle is known as

The loving sympathetic staff and students is the main reason I chose Auburn University, because I believe I have the best chance to succeed here than any other school in Alabama. Since this has been my dream school, i will fight my best to succeed in any way I can whether it be academically or

Ethnography tells about a culture and the members that comprise this culture. A definition is the scientific description of the customs and individual people of a culture. The process of doing this assignment allowed me to explore another aspect of a cultural group. I was able to learn extensively about interactions between individuals and how see them as a culture. The group that comprises my ethnography is a cultural group very common to Utah. The culture I focused on was the LDS culture, to be more specific I studied a sub-culture of this group. My subculture was a group of 12 year old adolescents that are a Sunday school class in this culture.

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As the time for applying to colleges rolled around, my parents pushed for my sister and me to look at schools all over the United States. They wanted to give us a good education and also give us the opportunity they never had. Both of my parents had to attend college in Hawaii. I knew we were just a small island and that there was so much more to experience. I grew excited to have a chance to move away and embrace new knowledge, memories, places, and friendships that would last forever.

Knowing that my parents are proud of me pushes me even harder to accomplish my goals. Attending college has been one of the best decisions I have ever made. It has opened up many doors and options in my life. Although I am in my second semester, it has proved to be the experience of a lifetime. All my life, I have strived for higher education.

I am great at making good connections with people inside and outside the college, I plan to use those connections to make something of myself in the future. I also believe that investing in me to go to college at St. John Fisher College is a wise decision because that way I'll finally be someone in our immediate family with a college education and degrees. When I become successful I will be able to afford the things you guys couldn't when I was a child and I will be able to provide for not only myself but a future wife and kids someday and even you guys when you need

For this ethnography project, I analyzed two field situations with some of my close guy friends here in Bloomington in public and private settings. For the public field situation, we went to Denny’s in Bloomington late at night in order to get out of the house on a Friday. For the private situation, we got together to watch March Madness at my friend’s apartment. I analyzed these situations to determine how my friends and I interact public vs. private and how our behaviors differentiate. Our purpose for hanging out and going out to eat as friends were to build solidarity through common interests, story and joke telling, and through positive and negative face.

On the playground, I met who will soon to be my first best friend, shortly after I had my first kiss. Kissing a girl, I felt so scared of what it meant that I knew I had to make myself the way I believed was right. I thought the best way was denying and eliminating all feelings that I had of the opposite sex because I never saw two of the same sex could be together. Little did I know my mom is gay but, she was too afraid to talk about it at the time so, it led me to struggle with my sexuality growing up. I developed strong feelings for my best friend and I believed that I just loved her because she was my best friend. I quickly learned that I loved her in a stronger way and still not knowing how to deal with my feelings, I started to hate my

My major is Information Systems. When I first found out that I had to take another 100-level class, as a senior about to graduate, I was beyond a little upset. I then found out it was an art history class and it made it even worse. How am I ever going to use being able to distinguish between two paintings in my career? It might come in handy as a party trick. But fast forward six weeks into the class and I think I finally understand the relationship. We are learning and practicing to spot details, patterns, symbols, and visually compare works of art. Working with data requires me to do the same. Training the brain to observe and interpret those patterns, as well as being able to describe those patterns, is very important in my intended

I live in a country where I can meet people from all cultures and walks of life on a daily basis, yet still I have felt like a stranger in this “melting pot”. In the United States, the idea of diversity is a term I have heard many times when speaking of ways to heal the past of slavery and segregation, but I think that in the current political climate, diversity is seen as an enemy to the American way of life. I am an outsider in the country I call home, and my cultural background has impacted the way I see the world.

Me and my brother Silas were born a year apart . He was born in 1956 and I in 1957. Our families history is a dark past , where evil flows through our blood. They were all devil worshipers ,that went back to the 1800s till now. My family was known as scratchers back in the day , nickname for what they were . They would worship animals , then blend in with the outside world , in order to survive . They would let one woman conceive as many babies as they wished , in order to keep the bloodline and tradition going. The active worshipers would eventually get caught or die alone , keeping the bloodline going would make their work never end. By the time me and my brother Silas were brought into the world , the tradition was still going , but it wasn't a demanding ritual like in the past .

bound to happen no matter what. Even though my brother went to this school and tried to persuade me to attend this university, it was going to happen no matter what he said. Tradition and family was a big thing as kid just because we are from a different country such that of Bosnia­Herzegovina, my mom always emphasized that we need to follow the rules and respect them, does not matter what they were in relation to. Coming to America when I was young did not let me experience the extent of tradition my brother and the rest of my family had experience, but it did let me have a taste of it, and comparing that small bit to the this, American, tradition is hard to come by in comparison to back to the old home. So being able to find a great school to continue my education as an adult and as

While others claim that photography captures the inner soul of a person, or deliberately defines it as painting or writing with light, but in my case, it is just simply a newfound love hobby. I undeniably adore and look up to expert photographers I encounter down the road may it face-to-face or the other way around. In my heart, I silently desire that someday, with hard work, determination, and perseverance, I will become professional and famous as they are. Since my husband bought a Digital Single-Lens Reflex (DSLR) as an anniversary gift, my penchant for photography commenced and ignited. Let me detail the essential truths behind my passion over photography.

My great-great grandparents, Carlo and Teresa Dellagella, arrived in the U.S. from Sicily, Italy around the year 1895, when they were seventeen years old. They were married at Ellis Island and then began their news lives together in Philadelphia. They came to the U.S. speaking only Sicilian, with no knowledge of English. Due to this language barrier, their last name was mistakenly written down as “Delagal.” Sicilian is part of the Indo-European language family. It branches down from this overarching category starting at Italic → Latino-Faliscan → Romance → Italo-Dalmatian → Sicilian. Many linguists have debated over the origins and the correct classification of the Sicilian language. They argue whether it is a dialect of Italian or a language all its own. Some linguists believe that Sicilian may have been the first Romance Language, arising from a vulgar form of Latin. They have yet to come to a verdict. My great-great grandparents were devote Christians who strictly followed Roman Catholic beliefs and traditions, as was common