Throughout the first 14 years of my life I’ve lived in a predominately white community, about 90% to be exact. For this reason, I had not experienced many cultural differences while growing up. Even though I had friends from Colombian and Vietnamese backgrounds, I never really noticed a difference in their culture. Mostly because they came to the states at a young age, and grew accustom to this white community. With this in mind, I decided to move to California with my dad, in hope to open my eyes to the world around me. When I moved in with my dad, he told me his friend Ralph was also going to be staying with us. Ralph was
Racial prejudice often creates a division between the racists and their victims, and thus results in isolation and alienation of the victimized racial group. During the Harlem Renaissance, discrimination and oppression against African Americans was still prevalent, despite the 1920s being a time of expression of African culture. This juxtaposing concept is analyzed through Claude McKay’s poem “The White City”, which explores the perception of an African American speaker, presumably McKay himself, who longs to be a part of the White City, while retaining a deep, inner hatred of the city. Although McKay initially demonstrates his endearment and attachment toward the city through visual imagery, he directly juxtaposes it by expressing his hatred with tenacious, despicable diction. This juxtaposition not only serves to represent the struggle of being an African American in a white supremacist city but also displays McKay’s paradox of appreciating the “White City” while feeling detached from it.
There is data collected from the Richmond Police Department throughout this article proving Blacks and minorities to be ticketed more often than Whites. “Overall, female officers stopped 104 minority drivers and 71 Whites drivers, yielding a minority-to-White stop ratio of 1:46:1. In contrast, the minority-to-White stop ratio among male officers was significantly higher at 2:17:1 (1,710 minority drivers stopped vs. 788 Whites)” (Petrocelli, Smith 14). There are many tables throughout the article showing the difference between White and minority stops. One thing that was interesting on Table 4 of page 16, was that the consent for a car search was much greater among minorities, at 70 people, compared to Whites, at 42 people, and that the incident
While numerous teachings Jesus conveyed were challenging, many people believe his call for forgiveness to be extremely difficult to practice. It is not easy to pardon, or even love someone who has betrayed us. These sins people commit against can leave behind scars, and it can take a long time in order for our pain to be healed (Saint Mary’s Bible,1456). Moreover, when we have been wronged, it might be tempting to seek revenge against on the person who has done us wrong, to make him or her hurt as we have been. Additionally, if we do not seek vengeance, we might hold onto feelings directed against that person and well into the future. After we have been wounded in a specific way it is difficult to let our guard down and be vulnerable again
There were many factors that led to the construction of the “white race”, many of these were cultural and structural. As we know, race is not a biological term, it is a social construct that the population gives meaning to. In the begging, when English colonists arrived to what is now the United States, they saw that they had no physical resemblance to the Native Americans and therefore they characterized the indigenous population as “savage” while they characterized themselves as “civilized” (which is kind of ironic taking into account that they are responsible for the genocide of an entire population). When they came across this new country, one of their main concerns was to preserve it and to have it reach its full potential, in their eyes,
Growing up I never saw myself any different than the other kids at school and I don’t know if they saw me different. I attended a predominately white Catholic school out by Midway Airport. I didn’t realize I was different and in different I mean by I didn’t eat what my friends ate I didn’t look like the other girls looked. I didn’t have blonde hair, white milky skin and colored eyes. I would get really tan during the summer and did not burn like the other girls and boys did. Spanish was spoken in my home along with a mix of English. When
Racialization and white supremacy appeared to be a common theme in California during the mid nineteenth century. Primarily natives and Chinese immigrants in California were affected by the presence of white Americans during this time. With the presence of “foreign” groups, white Americans had to establish means of asserting themselves as the dominant group. This usually manifested itself as laws. As a result, the laws passed legitimized the racialization of Indian and Chinese people.
Since freshman year I have lived in Rosemead, Los Angeles. The residences are mostly Mexican, Chinese, Vietnamese but without a caucasian in sight. This is totally different than what I expected of America, and definitely different than the little village of Pawling in upstate New York where I attend a lily white boarding school. However, I started to blend in; I played basketball. I rode bikes, and I hung out with other teens. We all were basically the same but just embraced different cultures. For instance, the Vietnamese insisted on entire families
There’s a thing that most people don’t understand about people who deal with two different cultures. People with a split culture have to make their own mold, so to say; they have to learn from their own and others experiences to conform to a certain norm. Since different cultures have different social norms, you can’t behave unacceptably without being judged. People, who have never dealt with diverse communities, especially don’t understand why people act differently when they’re around unalike people. For example, my friends never understood why my parent didn’t allow me to go to places in high school such as football games, dances or even to my friends’ houses. They didn’t understand that my family was very conservative; however I don’t blame them for not knowing, since they haven’t experienced any diversity by living in a predominantly white area.
What is ethnicity and why does it matter? Ethnicity is; “the fact or state of belonging to a social group that has a common national or cultural tradition.” Our dreams and opinions create meaning about race and ethnicity, and plays an important role in shaping the way we understand race and ethnicity as part of our identity, our social institutions, our history, and our everyday lives. Often used mutually, race is a way of classifying individuals and groups on the analysis of physical characteristics, mainly one’s skin color. Ethnicity lays out one’s place of origin or nationality, one’s ancestry or cultural background``, one’s language and by extension, one’s belief system. Nevertheless, how does this affect how the authors ethical impacted
As a child I didn't know I was different, I didn't know that the color of my skin, and the food I ate made me weird. Not until, It was pointed out to me. I grew up in Salvadoran-American household. We ate tamales and we ate burgers. We listened to Cumbia and we listened to Pop.I grew up in a house where two cultures were meshed together, but I always that about the country my parents called home. I grew up listening to the stories of how my mother grew up in El Salvador and immigrated to the United States when she was nine years old. Stories of my great grandma yelling at my aunts and my mom to milk the cows early in the morning. The story of my father crossing the border at 18 and being lost in the Mexican desert for 5 days. Stories of how my dad bought his first pair of shoes at 7 years old and how my father used to play with sticks by a creek for hours.
My father is from Yugoslavia. I have very early memories in childhood of knowing that I was a first generation American. I am Croatian and this culture is huge on family. I remember being constantly at family functions that seldom involved people outside of the family and the neighbors (on the block we lived). I actually believed that all of my neighbors were family members and all were Croatian. I didn’t realize that the neighbors or other people had different nationality and/or backgrounds until I was a pre-teen. My neighborhood (the block) was diverse for the Southside of Chicago in 1960’s and 1970’s. I was exposed to Lebanese, Jordanian, Hispanic, German, Irish, and Korean culture from the time I was a small child but I didn’t know that the culture was different from being Croatian; I felt that it was the norm. I didn’t realize the difference until I entered high school.
This was my first time to watch the show, “Boondocks.” I watched season 2, episode 1. I wasn’t sure what to expect, since I have never viewed the show before. However, I was quite surprised. I thought the show came off as stereotypical of the African American race, or assuming what the African American race is like. Throughout the episode, the grandpa wanted to take his three grandchildren to a movie. The granddaughter (half African American, half white) was skeptical about it all because it was a movie her father didn’t want her to see. The grandpa sweet talked all of them into going to the movies. The grandpa was cussing and using the, “N” word a lot. As they drove off to the movies he was driving a black tinted window Cadillac. The grandpa
In the outcome of this year's election, many people are scared of how many protections will be taken away and how much people will have to hide who they are now just for their own safety. I know that the election outcome this year has made our country even more divided than it was before. This is essential for describing the possible future for this community. I don't feel like I'm the only one who was absolutely shocked by the outcome of Donald Trump winning. I was predicting that Hillary Clinton was going to win and felt like if she would have won this group would get more protection rights in the future.
During the interim semester, I have done nothing more important than discovering for myself the difference between white and blue collar work.
Similarities in culture is more so the same then not. Even though our early childhood was around drugs and alcohol our parents made sure we were at church with either grandparent learning the Word of God. When we moved to the south side, I met several friends who went to church and church camps as well. That brought me closer to some families of Caucasian decent. My parents were very athletic in school and that allowed them to teach us sports and sportsmanship. That allowed me to blend in with some of the girls in the neighborhood because they were also athletic. My father took me to a field were girls (Caucasian) were playing softball after talking with the coach my father left me there to practice with the team. I guess being in the neighborhood for a while now I was comfortable with him leaving.