Ha, to some people this word is just a small laugh or a text one sends to a friend. The word Ha can have a different meaning for everyone. And to me, it is my identity. I was never always proud of being a Korean American. In elementary school when kids would make fun of my last name “Ha” and pretended to laugh at it, I was extremely bitter at myself for being born as the ugly duckling in a country full of white swans. When kids asked “Where are you from? Korea? Where’s that? North or South?” I
Identity. The concept which many people spend their whole lives attempting to shape into some perfect textbook entry. I have learned that identity is not only a matter of how the world looks at you or how you’ll be remembered, but a manifestation of everything I know, feel, and everything I have ever known or have ever felt. Who am I? Am I what this application says I am? A full IB student with a respectable GPA? Yes. But I am also that time when I failed that test. I’m that moment when a friend
change. My eyes are glued to my phone screen as I play an intense game of Sudoku, attempting to place the number 8. To the left of my seat, I hear someone calling my name. As my classmate comes into my line of vision, she asks, “What are you?” I look up and pause, contemplating whether to answer. That question has been a constant throughout most of my life. Over the years, my answer has changed many times until I finally found the one best suited to how I feel. I sigh as emotions flit through my mind-
Identity makes up who we are and how other perceive us. Most of the time who we are is different than who we are seen as. For the most part, people see me as quiet and introverted. However, once I trust a person enough, I tend to become more talkative and outgoing. I have a hard time expressing who I am to people who don't know me because of the risk that I may become vulnerable and possibly get hurt from it. Once I feel comfortable with a person or group, I am very loyal and supportive to them.
"Black is beautiful", my mom used to tell me as a small child. I attended a small daycare when I was younger and the races were not as diverse as nowadays. The daycare I attended was predominately white and was in Mt. Zion. There was one other black girl besides myself. The other kids did not like us and told use were were ugly and "dirty". Experiences like this, and others that has happened, has shaped my cultural identity. Religion is the center of my cultural identity and makes up who I am. Since
typical gathering with my family always consists of good food cooked by my grandmother, prayer, laughing, talking, card playing, and of course if you’re not 18 and older sitting at the kids table. After eating, my cousins and I would play board games or watch T.V. We’d leave late in the night after having a great time.This is just a small piece of my rainbow of culture. My cultural identity has been formed through my religion, family, and food. Religion is a very big thing in my culture and it always
What makes a person who they really are? Their cultural identity, right? Right! My cultural identity consist of a few things including my clothing, physical appearance, and traditions. My cultural identity is what makes me who I am today. Mine maybe be different from yours, it may not be so let’s see. The way I dress is a part of my cultural identity. Sometimes I wear certain colors to represent me as myself. My parents dress their own ways as well, but sometimes they wear certain outfits or certain
How is my culture different from others? How is my cultural identity unique? My culture is very unique in many ways. From baseball to my family then to technology is some aspects of my culture. I have a passion for baseball by heart it is something that has been in my culture and family for years. Also, I love my family so very much they are the ones that have been there for me since the day i was born. Technology plays a big role in my cultural identity because i don’t know what i would do without
A Sport for everyone Today i will be talking about my cultural identity. For example what music i listen to and what sports I play. And how my family helped shape my life. so that is what i am going to be writing about today. My first topic i will be talking about today. Will be about the type of music i listen to. I mostly listen to rap or r&b when i'm happy or feel good. but when i don’t feel good or. When i get mad i will listen to death metal. but if i am just in the middle i will listen to
10 inches tall, athletic, and good in the class room, but is that who I really am? I believe my cultural identity is what sets me apart from others. My cultural identity is affected by; my family, my past, my taste in food, and my value for my education. Through these things I become my own person. My family consists of 6 people, my mother Shelley is the oldest out of all of us at the age of 43, then my father Christian (Shaun)