Personal Narrative: A Significant Number Of Different Hats

My identity can be defined by moments in my life. Moving to Canada, learning English and going to high school are three major moments in my life. Going through these experiences have changed the person in me and made me more confident, stronger, better in everything.

Starting high school can be a little scary, especially when you have no guidance from siblings, like me, being the first one from my family to have an education. But that did not stop me from succeeding, I?ve always been confident and determined. I?m an enthusiastic when it comes to trying new things. Who would have thought I was going to be a good athlete plus a book geek, when in my past years I was just a regular kid. I was pretty excited about joining a club that had a connection with high school, that way I didn?t have to start from zero, I always want to be a step ahead. Fortunately, in summer, a high school coach was recruiting freshmen for running either cross country or track, they both involve running, so I considered it like the same sport with different timing. And this is when it all started. Running

What is identity? The definition as a person’s own sense of whom they are, which their past define them. Identity is very important in our society, no matter your social status. I can attach identity to belonging to something or place. As human race, we feel the need to belong to a group or place. Because belonging to a group or place, give us the sense of identity.

During Senior year’s marching season, I was given two leadership positions. Section leader of the french horn section as well as Hornline Captain for the whole entire wind ensemble. I had many responsibilities and obligations to fill with both positions. With time,patience, and much failure I was able to rise to the challenge.

On a hot steamy day in New Orleans, in the batter's box sweating and anxiously waiting for the other team’s pitcher to throw me a fastball, there were two outs in the last inning and the bases were loaded. The score was thirteen to ten. All we needed was for me to hit the ball far enough to get a home run. I had two strikes and three balls but I needed to get this swing to win the game. I held my stance with confidence and tightened my grip around the bat. I felt my fingers tense

I was born and raised in the small but growing city of Perris, CA. This isn’t the best city out there but it tends to grow on you, and you begin to truly love it for what it is. The people, however, not so much. The community can vary from which part of the city you’re in. That’s because there’s diversity here in Perris. I’m a product of this diversity, being half Mexican and half African American. My parents fell in love after high school and later on began a family. I am the youngest of five. I have two older brothers, an older sister, and an older cousin who lives with us. The order is boy, girl, boy, boy, girl with my cousin being included in there too. We all live in the same house with my parents and are quite close with each other. They all seem to have raised me growing up due to the fact that my parents were busy trying to provide for us. This was a challenge by itself, resulting in lots of house moving and my father being unemployed for six years after losing his job. I never complained about moving because I knew that my parents were doing their absolute best and were working with all that they had and then some. This unquestionably made me adaptable to new environments and gave me a

First I just want to point out the obvious and say that you have an enormous heart. It must be so hard for you meeting these inmates and seeing their potential and most times seeing them revert to their old ways. I think that has to be the most painful part of it all. I know your supervisor once told you “our mission can’t be affected by individual successes or failures.”- Alice Layton. Which is what kept you going. It’s true, but it doesn’t take the sad disappointing feelings away. It’s amazing what you do, but it’s also very hard emotionally. For that I salute you. I love how invested you truly are. That fact that they feel comfortable enough to speak to you about the crimes they have committed is insane. That just goes to show how committed you are to helping them better themselves. In addition to

Do you want to know what reveals who I am? Keep reading and then you will find out. I’m going to be talking about what reveals who I am. This is going to be my topic through the whole story. I am going to be talking about multiple things in this essay. If you want to find out, then keep reading.

First impressions always matter when attending a new school. New schools are also a new start; as a result, it is always hard to try to see if you naturally fit in. Trying to fit in may be difficult may be hard for some kid, but fitting in never truly matters as long as you have the right friends. If you just stay unique instead of being worried about fitting in then you will fit in your own way.

The central theme of my identity is my progressive ideals, which has contributed to my want to be politically active. For instance, I had the incredible opportunity to work on a various political campaigns in my local community. Specifically, I phone-banked for the Clinton campaign, went door to door for a local county commissioner's race, and put out political signs for future Governor Roy Cooper. Subsequently, all of this political involvement derived from my absolute outrage at the actions of Republican reactionaries throughout the country. Thus, I saw it my moral duty to get political and help fight a rising influence of individuals who do not have the best interests for the average American. From HB2 to Republican attempts to infringe

I am a lot more than my caramel skin, big brown eyes, black hair, wide smile and bushy brows. I was born to a mom who is African American and Vietnamese and a dad who is African American and Portuguese. While I was born in California, I have lived the greater portion of my life in Saudi Arabia. I am more international than American. My friends come from numerous countries and speak various languages. I have been fortunate enough to see many parts of the world. I know that my experiences and exposure to people who are different from me has made me more interesting.

​Failure can present itself in many different flavors. The bitterest for me being when I failed to act. I had a black friend who was maliciously slandered by others in my school. I had no idea of the severity of the situation. While in a Ashland, a small town in a predominantly liberal Massachusetts, it didn't seem likely that racially charged verbal abuse would have ever been a latent threat at my school. He was harassed and accosted so much he transferred schools, but only after this was anything done about it.

How many different “hats” do we each wear on a daily bases. From our careers, to our family and friends we all have different identities that we claim and live out day to day. These identities help us define who we are. “When we identify ourselves, we draw on a host of different characteristics associated with various social groups to which we belong” (King 2012, pg. 429). My ornament is explaining the social identity through a snow-women and her many hats.

Growing up I struggled academically because my native language was Spanish and I also faced many internal struggles with my personality. In order to overcome my language barrier I had to take English Language Development classes where I was able to improve my English as well as retain my native language. With this advantage I became multicultural. I shared a passion for both communities-- a combination of my Spanish heritage and American lifestyle. From these two communities I got introduced to a whole new world, this was the commence of my personality change. Knowing of my communities I not only became aware of the difficulty of being bilingual but also the impact it has had in my life. As I started to become knowledgeable of the diversity amongst the communities I started to become self aware of my persona and retained abilities to aid my communities.

Working on the Identity wheel let me know a lot about myself. Being from a different country my nationality and my culture was very important to me and keeping my heritage. Although I am not able to read or write in my language I am thankful that I can fully articulate in my language. The most relevant thing that makes me who I am today is my family, being a dad at a young age and my school because that is where I spend most of my time and that is where I have most of my friends that I associate with on a day to day basis.