I’ve lived my life according to the saying “why fit in when you were born to stand out;” therefore, I’ve made a point to differentiate myself from my peers and my family. In my community, I belonged to the 3.65% of people who identify as part of the Other category in my home town. As a white girl in a Hispanic town, I was an outlier from the rich Hispanic Culture. This defined my life from a young age and directed me to learn to thrive while standing out. At home, I was raised in a household where at the end of the day we would congregate around the TV to watch the latest football game. Although I adore spending time with my family, I would rather read than breathe; my family does not relate to that. These circumstances, albeit sometimes daunting due to their secluding side effects, have allowed me to embrace being unique and to capitalize on my individuality to achieve my goals, in a world where I may have otherwise gone unnoticed. I was born and raised in Laredo, Texas, a medium sized town located just north of the Mexican Border. 96% of the residents identify as Hispanic, which leaves me in the 4% Other category. I was born and raised in Laredo most of my life, however when I was four my family and I moved to Miami, Florida, due to my dad’s job as a border patrol agent. A mix of missing home and a fear of hurricanes caused us to pack our bags and relocate back to Laredo in 2007. Even though I was born there, the three year separation and the fact that I didn’t
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Being born into a Latino immigrant family has had both perks and downsides throughout my life. I was born into a diverse culture of incredible food, a beautiful language, many traditions, and a huge community of wonderful people. However, I don’t feel as if I live in a community where I fully belong. My entire life, I’ve lived in Rhinebeck, NY, a place where diversity is not a strong suit. I’ve gone to a school filled with kids whose lives are completely different than mine. In my class, there are only two Latino students: me and another girl named Iridian. Of course, my skin color and curly hair have made me feel as if I stick out like a sore thumb. In elementary school, I thought it was the only thing that set me apart from peers.
Living in the U.S has opened the doors of opportunities in my favor, but it has also exposed me to stereotypes of how I should be or act. I’ve seen how people in the streets look at me and my family. Sometimes, I don’t know if they look at us with fear or disapproval. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised either way. After all, it is what they have been taught by the media. Personally, the game that I’ve had to play has been facing this fake perspective of my culture in a foreign country and around the world. It’s a mold in which we are all supposed to fit. It makes me mad to see how students in the school halls make fun other Hispanic students. I do acknowledge that Latin American countries are sometimes dangerous, but, what country isn’t? So, because of the world’s focus on our badness, my generation is the one to pay the consequences. This is our every-day fight. Thinking about it, maybe that’s why I’ve seen many students who are Hispanic descendants hide who they really are and don’t have any interest
There are incidents that occur in our lives that test our ability to overcome and persevere. These events albeit life changing are integral in developing your personal identity. When a series of incidents occurred at the end of last summer, I fought hard to avoid falling into a serious pothole of failure and doubt. My father hospitalized for a life-threatening ailment, lost his sister unexpectedly while she was visiting him. She was our most beloved aunt and my father’s best friend. Shortly after my father’s discharge, he lost his job, leaving my mother as the sole provider. Our family began to struggle a bit financially until my father got another job; however, they were still able to maintain the tuition for my sister and me, at a private
It was not until this year that I began to get a sense of who I was as an individual. Instead of forming my own identity, I relied on the standards of those around me to define myself. Although I as a person am still pursuing my ideal character, I now realize that my identity is not what others make of me, but of what I make of myself.
Many pieces of my personal identity make me who I am. I am a twenty year old, Caucasian female, who is currently striving toward a higher education. I am proud of the person that I have become and am aware that because of who I am, I fall in the line of simultaneously being privileged and oppressed. Being so that I am primarily privileged the factor of me being a female is enough to make me oppressed in certain aspects. I do not have to fight for things as much as other women do given their race, but I still feel females as a whole struggle as well as they have privileges that we do not even make note of because they are almost normal in our everyday lives.
When I take a look back on my lifetime, I see that I’ve changed a great deal in regards to my personal identity. An attempt to put entirely into words on a paper would take days to explain how and why my life turned out the way it did, so I’d like to shorten these feelings up. In my youth, I had clearly planned to take the superhero path through life. Professional athlete, firefighter, police officer, or essentially any person that was portrayed in society as a model citizen, a class act if you will, all racing through my mind when thinking about my future. I was mistaking, and for a valid reason, as I had these feelings until I was about ten years of age. When my age contained two digits, a certain maturity occurred. I wouldn’t classify
I have tagged you so you see this in your notifications In 2013 i have told my mum that i am transgender and after a while i hid it from everyone because i was thinking "Is this what i want or is this just a phase?" It took me 3 years to figure out the answer and the answer i got was yes (this was figured out 3 weeks ago)... I have decided that i will try and transition today/tomorrow.
Identity, according to Google, is the fact of being who or what a person or thing is. But according to Maalouf, “My identity is what prevents me from being identical to anybody else” (Maalouf 10). Identity can mean and consist of a variety of things and many factors can contribute and impact to who one is now compared to who one was back then or who they are going to be in the future. Identity can be very complex at times, having both interchangeable and traits and exchangeable ternal and internal influences. Depending on how one perceives identity, identity is given to someone to create for themselves rather than it being given to or born with.
There has been experiences throughout my life that have shaped my life and personally shaped me into the person that I am today. From being exposed to these experiences, I have gained personal values, self-identity and different aspects of my life. These aspects of my identity include my gender, ability-status, social class and language. Having these influences showed me how different I am compared to another person who has the other characteristics like myself.
An identity that best defines my personal characteristics is that I am a risk taker that loves when challenges come my way. With the difficulties I have encountered in my life span I have managed to enrich my confidence to confront challenges.
I am a wife, a mother, a daughter, a nurse, a neighbor, a friend – the list goes on and on. Although my character is defined by the choices I make, by the things I do and say – both good and bad, my identity is not; it is defined by my belief in one God, creator of all things, and his will for us to love one another. According to author Jack Wellman (2014), the Greek translation of the word “love” in is agape. It means “affection, benevolence, good-will, high esteem and concern for the welfare of the one loved; it is deliberate, purposeful, unselfish love for others”. As an individual, my values are shaped around God’s will for me ad include love, kindness, faith, honesty, and perseverance. I use these values and beliefs to make personal decisions
Identity is more than one’s personality, it includes aspects of your life such as your personal morality, sexuality, and many other things. The journey to self discoveration begins once a person becomes aware of these factors that have an active role in their everyday life. When we are born, the only piece of identity we have is the name we are given, and so our parents help provide a template until we are able to build our identities on our own. As we mature, we become aware of how things like cultural background affects how you see yourself, and how others see you. Judith Butler is a philosopher and gender theorist from America, she focuses on subjects such as politics, ethics, and feminism. She also wrote an essay on how social norms
Everybody has an identity, it makes them individual and unique, and it defines who you are as a person. This project about my identity showed me what makes me unique. I would have never known how much my friends mean to me or how my identities connect with each other. I have three identities that make me who I am, cultural, personal, and social. A specific quality that covers my cultural identity is being Czechoslovakian. Both sides of my family have at least a part of Czech in them. My great-grandparents are from Czech Republic and my grandpa was the first generation in America, he was born in Ohio. This is very important because I have always identified as Czech and it is a big part of me, as I am so interested in ancestry. For my personal identity, the biggest part is my personality, being loud and outgoing, has always been important to me. The reason being, it is how people view me. A lot of people know me as the loud person or the person who talks a lot. That is meaningful to me considering I like people to view me in a certain way The last identity, social, is one of the most important to me because it involves my friends, and through this project, I learned how vital they really are to my social identity. I realized that I have a good amount of friends in this project. It is nice to have people as a support system and to relate with. These qualities show that I value being loud and outgoing. It also says that I value my family and they are a big part of life. The last one, social, ties in with the first one because it shows I am outgoing and friendly.
Many people question themselves, what is it exactly that makes them unique? What is it that defines them as a unique person that no one in the world possesses? In philosophy, these questions do not have just one answer, and all answers are correct depending on which theory appeals most and makes sense to you. In general, there are two ways people approach this question, some say that a person’s identity is the “self” that carries all of their experiences, thoughts, memories, and consciousness (ego theorists), and some say that a person’s identity is just a bundle of experiences and events that a person has been through in their life, these people deny that the “self” exists (bundle theorists). In this paper, I will be arguing that a person’s identity is just a bundle of experiences, denying the self and the memory criterion.