What Is My Racial 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.

As a teacher, it is important to know and understand the racial and cultural identities of both yourself, and your students. Knowing about your students’ backgrounds is a great way to make the classroom a safe and welcoming environment. Not all educational settings emit a feeling of safety to its students, and that needs to be changed. In this paper, I will discuss how my racial and cultural identity may be the same and may differ from my students, as well as some ways in which the institution of education can be changed to be more racially and culturally inclusive.

There are numerous ways to identify would I am. I am a african american female that is country and loves the outdoors mainly like mud riding . My cultural identity is important it’s part of me . it’s who I am . inside and out . My religion is very important to my family, when I become an adult my religion will pass on to my children. Growing up it made me realize that my cultural is like a oreo hard on the outside and and the inside is thing sweet person filled with joy and happiness .

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.

James McBride can tell you firsthand about man verse racial identity. Journalizing his experience in his New York Times Bestseller novel the Color of Water simply outlined his struggles of finding who he was. His upbringing included a black father and a Jewish white mother. His background made it hard for him to understand why his home was different than others on the street. Although McBride experience shows an older outtake of racial identity, some may say this still is a problem today. Offspring feels the need to pick a race in society to succeed in the generation and it may be the step to understands them more. Notice in the subtitle of the book "A black Men tribute to his white mother" he label himself as just black as if there was a barrier between his mother and himself because the so different. Today we need to not let racial identity become a big part of our lives.

The race I identify with is white. While for some people it is difficult to decide, I don’t have trouble determining that. My mom’s side is almost all Polish and Yugoslavic, and my dad’s side is a mixture of several European countries. I have lived

Although I come from numerous ethnicity backgrounds I identify myself as being a Black male. My family always identified as being Black, especially my mother even though she

A day does not go by when I do not embrace my Latino roots or the cross that hangs around my neck; however, they do not define me per se. Instead, I firmly believe that my background and religion influenced me to cultivate the values and beliefs that I hold to this day. I will not write this assignment stagnant to one identity, whether that be as a Latina or woman of God because I am more than that.

I identify myself as a person of African descent. Therefore, I call myself an African American. What is generally understood by the term African American is that African origination became mixed with American culture to produce a hybrid identity, a mixed identity. The phrase also can be used to identify my ancestors that were brought here from Africa by the European settlers. As an African American, I think that term is politically correct because it helps us to find an identity, to position ourselves, within American culture and on the other hand, it also gives recognition to my African origin.

A police in our society is supposed to serve as our protector. Their job is to save lives not destroy them, not to racially discriminate, their jobs is to catch the criminals to make us safer. The chances of America seeing how police brutality is towards the African Americans is really low. Some victims are even scared to file a complaint against a police brutality, they ask themselves if the police that was supposed to keep them safe is destroying them what’s the point of filing a complaint. Police brutality against the African Americans is the most serious leads in America that keeps violating the human rights law.

Being born in Columbia, SC and moving to a small town called Lancaster, I identity as being African American, although many perceive me to me biracial. Many people would ask if I were mixed or adopted because I looked distinctly different than my mother. My mother is a very chocolate lady while my father looks almost Caucasian with his very sandy brown hair. As many African Americans are stereotyped as not having a father figure in their life, my father was indeed in my life but he did not play a key part. My mother on the other hand is not your typical “black” mother.

Identifying the type of racial identity that one person is can be difficult for some people. I became aware of my racial identity when I was still in elementary school. When I was younger my hometown in a racial aspect was generally people of white descendants, but we had neighboring towns that had

Black identity is not only the color of your skin but how you identify yourself whether it is by cultural experiences, accustoms, and historical roots. Personally, I do not classify myself as being African-American. I am black as in my skin color, but the main part of my identity is my ethnicity. Though I am an American due to the fact that it is my birth country, I do not adhere to the quintessential American culture. My bloodline is pure Haitian. I do not associate myself as being a true American because I do not share the same customs and history. My mother was born in Haiti and migrated to the United States in 1995, so essentially I was raised in a strict Haitian household. She was very sheltered from America’s issues and immersed herself in the Haitian enclaves. Thus, in my household my family would speak Creole, I went to a Haitian church, and was only fed Haitian

¨Pereme-what? That is the weirdest and longest last name i've ever heard of! Where do people get last names like that?¨ My answer? Well, my grandfather is from Siberia, but my family just consider ourselves Russian. Actually not long ago my dad had told me about a city in Russia called Peremyshl, my great great grandparents, as I was told, are from there, Peremyshl is in the Kaluga Oblast near Moscow. And because of my ethnic background, I go to my church's youth, our youth really likes to go and hang out at the park or go someplace else and play volleyball.

I would identify myself as White, although my ethnicity is Irish, English, German, and Native American. I was born and raised on the island of Hawaii, which has allowed me to be immersed in a culturally diverse mix of people and practices. This has given me the opportunity to appreciate and value others’ views, values, and beliefs. Other parts of my culture include that I am an only child and I was brought up in a middle-class family that was not religious.