Personal Experience: A Cultural Analysis

My block was a melting pot of people but my high school was not. After entering high school is when I realized that I was white or Caucasian. During this time, I was also given the

Later as I grew a little older I began to start to identify with my other ethnicities. During 4th to 6th grade I was going through the enmeshment/denial stage. This stage is when an individual will usually feel bad about choosing one ethnicity over another. I was feeling ambiguous about only identifying myself as white and not Native American, Spanish, French, Dutch, or Bohemian. Later during Middle School, I noticed that when asked about “what am I?”, referring to my ethnicity I would begin to list out what I associate myself with more so, as well I remember visiting cultural events to learn more about my heritage,

Growing up in America, I have always been surrounded by many cultures and different ethnic groups. Many of those cultures differ from my own traditionally. For the first half of my life, I was raised in detroit, a predominantly black city - I had always assumed. My family eventually moved out of Detroit and we moved to Inkster. Inkster was a much smaller city, but it was also a predominantly black city. In 2011, my family moved from Inkster, Michigan to Canton, Michigan. Although the two cities are less than a half hour apart - the cultural and ethnic groups are extremely diverse. While attending my freshman year of high school in Canton I realized, I was a minority there. More than half of the student body, more than half of the community

When I tell people that I am bi-racial, it always comes as a surprise. Likewise, I am equally surprised as I live in NYC; the multicultural city in the world, in part because of its large mixed-race population. There are mixed groups everywhere I turn: from non-denominational churches, to fusion restaurants with every type of ethnic cuisine you can fathom. My family come in all shades of color, and even that’s it not atypical. However, upon sharing my background as a Native American, this continues to dumbfound not just students but even some of my teachers. I become a show-and-tell exhibit, as if I am wearing face paint and war feathers. One kid in my class haughtily laughed at me and replied “Yeah, ok, but only for the college applications,

I grew up in a diverse community where not a lot of people were making smart choices and with people who had different appearances than others I went to school with. My family being the only Caucasian people in the neighborhood made us come off as if we were different type of white people.

Growing up, I was surrounded by a very homogeneous society. My small town was not diverse and I became one of few minorities of that population. I learned and accepted that I was one of the only Asians in my school.

My mom is fully Native American and my father is fully African American. However, if you look at me you would most likely just assume that I was black and nothing else. When I was growing up I felt like an outsider because I lived in a white neighborhood and always went to predominately white schools. In addition, I would often get made fun of because of my ethnic name. I also feel like somewhat of an outsider at my internship because I’m the only African American there. However, constantly being the only African American in many situations has taught me a lot about other ethnicities, nationalities, and cultures other than my

Being a white female my culture is different. The way we dress, speak, and the food we eat are something that stand out. Also my age sticks out to other people. People often think of

In the article titled, "Extra dimensions in all aspects of life-the meaning of life with bipolar disorder" it discussed how bipolar effects not only the individual but their families and friends. This disorder as described in the DSM IV has a large variety of lifelong mood swings characterized by depressive, hypomanic, manic or mixed episodes. There were a few studies discussed in the article but, I will only focus on one, "The Lived Experience". It gave a personal account of someone's story living with bipolar as an adult. As one person described it as, “the doors to everything that's been negative in my life open up and all those previous depressions have been stored in that room". Bipolar can wreak havoc on a person's life and to no fault of their own. Sadly, it is a combination of genetics and environmental circumstances.

My family and I have always prided ourselves on having a good work ethic. My dad grew up on a small family farm, while my mom grew up in West Allis. For over twenty-five years my dad has worked at Kohler Generators, and my mom has been a medical assistant at Agnesian Healthcare for over ten years. Now, I look to continue my family’s tradition of hard work at the University of Wisconsin Fond du Lac.

Richard held Lexi's sweat-slicked body against his, tenderly kissing and caressing as they both came down from the heights of pleasure. Content to have seemingly satiated her needs as much as she had his, the Hacker possessed not the slightest inkling that her assumption of control stemmed not purely from desire, but because of Karl Williams. A man Richard despised, but who had also recently been allowed the satisfaction of bringing Lexi to orgasm by fucking her with a roughness much more brutal than that she'd denied him. Mustn't that mean, at least in some way, she'd enjoyed it? Despite his love for Alexandra, that question would likely always prey on Richard's mind if the truth ever emerged.

The topics for this essay are challenging for me to describe life experiences, because I feel there is a deeper meaning behind happiness, evil, and a higher power. People decisions and actions determine how my day will go, due to modern society and the need for financial security. The high demand of security and keeping up with modern technology distracts individuals from their health, causing an unbalanced world of individuals. When we are balanced as individuals, we tend to feel good about yourselves, otherwise we feel bad, or our actions can be evil due to an experience or negativity or neglect. I feel anyone is able to change due to our bodies being able heal, and our inner energy creates this possibility or we allow the negative to control our energy. By creating a balance of life and surround yourselves with people you want to be a like, or around because we cannot control other people actions.

Being a 15 year old kid in the tiny town of Walcott, Iowa, there isn’t very much adventure. The inability to drive, combined with the very few activities available in Walcott, creates a recipe for a teenager striving to find some form of independence. For me, this freeing feeling came through my trips to the town library over the summer.

Like I mentioned before, my parents are from India and thus have an Indian culture. My dad immigrated from Indian in the year 1989. My mother immigrated in the year 1996. Every since they have arrived, they have attempted to blend Indian heritage with the American way of life. Whether it be religious traditions or cuisine from India, my parents have attempted to incorporate in the

Throughout my life I have always put an extensive effort into always trying my best in everything that I do. This applies throughout my school, work, at home, and sporting lives. Doing so is one of the things I am most proud of. Throughout my life I have suffered and have overcome extreme circumstances and adversities. These setbacks have come from four major concussions to a shoulder surgery that has failed. Constantly, I have been right there to bounce back and to do even better, whether the indicated subject is school, work, sports, volunteering, or even extra-curricular Math and Science contests, I have always persevered.