Stereotypes My Cultural Identity

My cultural identity, as I know is Mexican American because both my parents are born in Mexico and I was born here. I can also be defined as a Chicana because that is another way used to call a Mexican American. My culture can be seen in so many different ways like for example it can be seen in food, music, religion, dance, art, festivals, and even more. Most of these traditions have changed a little bit over time as they were brought to the U.S. What I mean by that is that some of those traditions were brought from Mexico, and had a little change into them because they were combined with some traditions that have already been here in the U.S.

Stereotypes often shape a person's identity. People are judged by the race that they are a part of. If it may be a Maori living in south auckland or an asian living in china or a black african american living in africa. They all have unique stereotypes surrounding them and their race and they are automatically put at a disadvantage in society because of this and this is why my theme for my 1.8 english internal is about stereotypes and how they shape people's identity. The poems that I have chosen are Brown Brother by Joshua Iosefo, Bred in South Auckland by Glenn Colquhoun, A Dinner Invitation by Glenn Colquhoun and What do you see by Savana Beldon.

Most people call me Colby, but on the field i'm know as number 40. Soccer has been a part of my life since I was 3, my 12 years of experience have influenced how I act, what I eat and most aspects of my life-like who I hang out with and what I dislike. In the United states especially, sports are a huge part of everyone's cultural identity. With all this in mind I would call my cultural identity a soccer game. It can change in a blink of the eye but is consistent through life.My family is like the other players, education is like the field and my hobbies are like the ball.

What is my cultural identity? Personally, I don’t think I am completely assured on what my cultural identity is, but I can do my best on explaining it. However, I won’t get started on that yet, first I’ll explain the occasion of me learning about my identity. At almost the beginning of the year, it was announced in our English class that we would be doing an essay on our cultural identities. When my teacher announced this I thought to myself, “What in the world is a cultural identity, or even my cultural identity?” In these months, we have gotten to learn the definition of culture, and what it means to us, individually., I believe that culture means a group of people that share the same customs, way of life, and beliefs. Also, over these last couple of months we have been reading texts all about people knowing and understanding their cultural identities, meanwhile I still didn’t understand my own. All I know is that I was born on February 11, 2002, I like movies and music, and my mom is from Chile and my Dad is from Virginia. Now that didn’t feel like enough for me to write on, but then I started thinking about all of the cultural differences that my parents have had raising me as a person, and how those have all combined to make me. In my short 15 years of life, the culture clashes have sometimes affected me on my thoughts and opinions, which I’ll talk about later on. As well as how movies and music have affected my perspectives and opinions.

Stereotypes are always around. Everywhere, everyday. The truth is that there is no escaping it. Walking down the school hallways sounds of the people around echo endlessly. “Nerd,” someone yells. “Loser!” Another student boldly pronounces. Not one individual in the world enjoys being called mean things, or being labeled with a negative stereotype. Would someone give up the some of the things that they love to make a negative stereotype disappear? Would someone go as far as changing their identity because of a stereotype? Why? People change their identity when they are negatively stereotyped because they are either seen as something that they don't want to be seen as, or they would rather fit in then be themselves.

When I think of the word “cultural identity”, I think of myself, and what makes up who I am as a person. My cultural identity influences everything about me, from the moment I wake up, to the minute I rest my head on my pillow at night. My culture influences the way I eat, speak, worship, and interact with people. However, I am not only affected by my own culture, but others’ culture as well. I am fortunate to have an extremely rich heritage, and I couldn’t be prouder of my cultural identity.

I am an African American male who loves to dance, play sports, and rap. I fit into a multitude of stereotypes of an African American male except I have never committed a crime or ever joined a gang. Stereotypes can be true and not necessarily a bad thing; I think it is great I am good at basketball and dancing. However, stereotypes can also be very harmful in our conception of other people. One might see me walking down the street at night and assume I am a thug instead of an Honors student at Loyola Marymount University. I do not want to delve into the topic of how the stereotypes associated with my identity affect me; rather, I would like to analyze the negative effect of the stereotype of the supposedly happy ideal luxurious woman in

It was a very cold and windy night, the wind was so loud it sounded like one of our members from our pack howling. The cold winter was slowly creeping up on us. The sky had never been darker than tonight it was a grey and black mix, kinda like our fur coats that everyone trembled over, but it was faintly streaked with purple. My two brothers, two sisters, and I have been our own pack since our parents died when they went out hunting following the rich smell of sickness and weakness towards town. We hadn’t eaten in days and our prey were finally outsmarting us as much as we hated to admit it and we were slowly starving to death. Usually on the prairie we could find dear or even bunny rabbits that were just waiting to be teared apart from our

One day me and my two friends went to the mall they had been my friends since I was little. My mom had knew there mom and my dad knew there dad as well. We played on the same soccer team since we were 4 years old there name was Roberto and Rodrigo we would always hang out every weekend. We would go to the movies or we would go play soccer at a field that was by their house. After all I didn’t consider them my friends for what they have done to me. My dad had bought a new stereo for the car we went to the mall in and I remember it was in there we went to go look around in the mall we left the all and it was still in there. We went to go eat after to buffalo wild wings. My dad had called me and told me to be careful with the stereo that was in the back of

My mom's side of the family was very into Catholic beliefs, my dad's side was Christian. I was told that when I was a baby they both wanted me to be baptized but they couldn't choose so they didn't baptize me and wanted me to have that choice which I am grateful for. The other conflict growing up was talking to my grandmothers, both spoke very little english so it was hard for me to talk to them sadly. My mom's mom only spoke french and my dad's mom only spoke spanish. I've always tried to pick up the languages but it was always hard for me to learn. I know a few word but that's about

Ethnicity! Even though I am African American, white, Native American, and Indian, I still just consider myself as black. As of my grandma raising my mom to be a catholic, I technacally had no choice but to follow in their footsteps and become catholic as well, which is where my mom and I share most things incommon. I believe that even without me knowing it, that I am most likely choosing my friends that share the same beliefs and equailties as me. Just like in Leonid Afremov painting The Bridges of Amsterdam Canvas Print I am just as beautiful, colorful, open- minded, bright, calm, free, and one of a

My ethnicity plays a huge part of my cultural identity. My family originates fully from different parts of Russia and the former Soviet Union. I have been to Russia twice, the first time when I was about nine months old(I don't remember anything) and the second time is when I was seven. Usually when a person goes to a place that they have never been to the experience a cultural shock, but I didn't because I was raised in a similar culture as the one I visited. As a Russian I grew up having my parents tell me that I have to speak only Russian at home so then when I grow up and marry and have kids, I would be able to teach my (future) children their native language. My parents taught me to read, write and speak in proper russian, and the same is expected of me. I also grew up eating a lot of Russian food, the most common ones I had were borsh- a beet and cabbage red soup. Blini- our version of the French Crȇpe

The importance of becoming aware of your own biases and stereotypes as prepare for a career in the health care field is that as an individual you become more understanding and open minded towards the general need of a population and the need of others that might have grew up differently. This understanding of the differences and the ability of asking the right questions depending on the interaction will result a better observation when it comes to health care field, especially when it comes to determining a condition or finding a treatment for a patient. For example, as was told on the YouTube video “Overcoming Cultural Stereotypes” that African American men have a dangerous reaction that is similar to a stroke if they take Beta Blockers,

In defining identity as well as building an identity, the other has often been sought to make comparisons and use contrasts in order to make definition. The concepts of the other and foreigner have helped communities to set their own boundaries. In conjunction with the setting of boundaries, stereotypes and prejudices emerge in the representation of the other in cultural hegemony. Especially in the representations of the other in the media, which is a means of public communication reaching a large audience, the formation or consolidation of prejudices is quite

As a Vietnamese, I am very proud of the values and the ethics that still remains from thousands of years ago, by the way of life of the ancient; the upbringing, and the respect that we may not have now. “Cultural identity” is what I am talking about. Every single person has a different perspective on cultural identity. Culture plays a huge role in shaping individual personality or identity. It also refers to the traditions, people around you, and religion, etc. Our background is what sets us apart from everyone else because we came from a different culture. That is why culture created; it makes you feel belonging to something. Culture determines the person we are today and in future.