Personal Narrative: The Repugnance Of Social Media

I was thirteen when I moved to the United States. July 7, 2007 was the day my brothers and I packed up our belongings and left Haiti. It was a very exciting day because I got the chance to be on an extremely large white and blue airplane for the first time, and most importantly, reunite with my parents, whom I did not know because my father left Haiti when I was three years old, and my mother left a several years later. As a teenager, I had the mindset of living in a fairytale land. I did not think about the possible challenges I might encounter after leaving my homeland. The idea of adjusting to a new culture, learning a new language, and socializing with others that do not have the same tongue as me never ever crossed my mind. Little did

There are a variety of ways our ideas are shaped and influenced as we change and grow older with age. We form our own views and beliefs with all the information we receive throughout our lives. It shapes our political views on issues based on what we were taught to believe. We as people aren’t born with political ideas and we certainly don’t create them. The process we learn them through is called political socialization. As early as our childhood and throughout our lives we are exposed to various agents for political socialization. Some agents tend to have a greater impact and effect on our personal beliefs than others. Agents for political socialization that I have observed in my life are my family, education, religion, and other secondary

I was born in Merida, Mexico. That special day my father was in prison, he would leave our family by my fourth birthday. It would take me eight years to reunite with him in America. With two sisters and a single mother, I became the man of the house at a young age. Neither of my parents finished a high school education. I held my first job at age seven cleaning windshields at stoplights for any available change, in an effort to alleviate my mother’s burdens. My life experiences have taught me resiliency, hard work, and determination.

I didn’t believe in aliens until I was abducted by them. I was put in some kind of contraption and I’m not sure what happened exactly, but it’s clear that I’m not where I was. Everything in 2016 is different, I don’t know if I’m in a different state or not but people are dressing differently and acting differently, and the cars, the cars are all different! I’ve been here for quite some time now and have noticed a lot of differences from where I lived in Oceanside, California in 1940. I’ve been transported to the year 2016 and there are so many things that have changed and evolved and among them are political, economic, social, and cultural changes.

I am a citizen of the United States of America. I was born on November 25, 1974 in Quinnesec, a very small town in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, with about 1,190 residents. I grew up in a family of five with my father Ernest Vivio Jr, my mother Hilda Vivio and two younger siblings my brother Eric Vivio and sister Laura Karle-Vivio. I graduated high school in 1993 and went on to attend college in the fall of 1995 at Central Michigan University. I graduated college during the winter of 2000 with a degree in Psychology and a minor in Art History.

Is there a god? This is a question that all types of people regardless of their religion have been asking for hundreds of years. If there is, why did the holocaust happen? Why is North Korea in the totalitarian state they are in now? These hypothetical questions can not be answered 100% correctly, however people from different religions have different explanations as to why god/god’s let bad things happen. This begs the question, is religion a worthwhile and beneficial practice for humans? The answer to that question is yes, religion is a worthwhile and beneficial practce for humans.

Religion forms as a method for dealing with life and the world it makes up. It answers the questions that are beyond science and logic. It eliminates the question of "Why?", and brings the fellow believers together to cope with the community and personal problems. People come to religion to find stability, a sense of understanding, and help from other believers. These are the needs that religion fulfills.

I was born in Irapuato Guanajuato Mexico on August 1. I lived in Mexico until I was four years old. At the age of five I received my residency and came to live in America. When I got here I lived in Atlanta Georgia and started school at Kanoheda Elementary School. I attended Kanoheda from kindergarten to second grade. While I was at Kanoheda I had an ESOL class where they taught me the English language and helped me with grammar skills. After second grade I never attended another ESOL class and was able to become fluent in English. When I was going to start third grade I moved to Summerville South Carolina. I was at Oakbrook Elementary for one year and then transferred to Knigtsville in the fourth grade. After I finished fifth grade I went

I owe the state that I am in now, to my ancestors who decided to migrate to the United States. Both of my parents are immigrants. My father is from Guatemala and my mother is from Nicaragua. All my life I have been closely related to my Guatemalan heritage because most of my father’s family is in Los Angeles with me. As a child I always bragged about being a Chapin, the nickname for Guatemalans. One story is always in the back of my head, the story of my mom fleeing Nicaragua.

Just so you know, this is the Big Apple and I rule this town. New York City is filled with tall buildings, great culture, and historical sites. No other city has so much beauty that it takes your breath away; yet, there is a real danger that lurks on the streets. I should know because I am Detective Michael Morgan a United States Super Spy in charge of capturing dastardly villains who are set on destroying our world. Armed with mind-altering powers, Alex Higgins is on the top of the FBI’s list of the ten most wanted men in America. This thug is one of the greatest danger to our world and must be captured and jailed in the vault of death. There is no place safe for him to hide from the law and rumor has it, he is in my town. You break the law here in New York City, you pay the ultimate price: freedom.

I personally found trying to find a single “Social Norm” to break challenging so I chose to do two instead. The first was to end my phone calls with I love you, and to talk to a stranger in the bathroom stall next to my own. Which is how I confessed my undying love to a coworker. Working at a casino, employees have to call surveillance for anytime they move around with money or have to be escorted to the vault. I’m a pretty lively person but going into work, I started to get this bashful nature about myself especially the closer it came to performing both of the social norms I gave myself to break.

With each step I took, I could hear my footsteps echo so I ended up calling it the Echo Chamber, I glanced over my shoulder towards the right to see a set of stairs, turning around and walking back over to the entrance I glanced both to my left and right to see both set of stairs really. Pulling out my gun from my right thigh holster I checked the magazine cartridge to see I was still good on bullets, pushing the magazine cartridges up, I checked my gunblade’s bullets which was good as

My Parents both migrated from mexico. My mom is from Morelos and my dad is from Jalisco mexcio. My brother and I were born in California. My Mom Moved to the United sates when she was about 17 years old. My dad moved to the United states when he was about 10 years old. My parent both meet here in the California and had me and my little brother.

We all have a purpose in life. Or we seem to think that we do, but what is our purpose? Who are we, and why are we here? These two questions interrupt our lives often while we question our existence and the deeper meaning of life. We have discovered that religion answers these disconcerting questions. From worldly tradition, we have learned that religion fills those empty gaps in places that we cannot answer our own questions. It creates hope and gives people a meaning and feeling of belonging. Carl Marx describes, “Religion is the opiate of the people.” It makes people forget about inequality and oppression. It is more than a practice or a belief. It is a way of life. Individuals dedicate their entire lives to that of what they focus and put their “faith” in. Religion can be defined, but I do not believe there is an accurate definition that lives up to what religion really means. It can be learned and described, but for one to know religion, they must practice it. Christianity, Buddhism, and Islam are similar and diverse in many aspects, and each of these religions answer the questions “Who am I? Why am I here?” in their own ways.

Both speakers talked about different aspects of social media; Kasey Anderson talked about writing for the web in detail. She started by given the number one rule for writing on the web; “You post it, it’s out there”. She also talked about the platforms of social media being used like Blogs and Twitter. I was able to locate an article that covered some of things Kasey mention and it also helped me write about my recent experienced with Uber on social media. My husband and I went on a double date to enjoy a stage play at the Fox Theater. My brother was driving and his wife was telling him since we are running a little behind, we should valet park to help us get to the door quickly. Upon our arrival, there is no option for valet parking