Shuffling through the grocery store, I hastily pushed my shopping cart along, crossing items off a crumpled list. After eyeing up the prices, I scribbled a line through my mother’s elegant cursive font. I smile at her misspellings of certain foods, despite her previously asking me to correct her. This goes on for some time. I have my items rung up and exchange pleasantries with the cashier, and carry on with my day. While I feel painfully self conscious under the glares of concerned adults, I quite enjoy the isolation. By the time I am done with the day’s errands, I rush home to prepare dinner for my parents. The chopping of vegetables is borderline therapeutic, but even more so when accompanied with dim lighting and a diverse playlist of …show more content…
Being mixed, I struggled with never feeling Hispanic enough. Though I knew a lot about Panamanian culture, I didn’t speak Spanish, which is something a lot of Hispanic people are intolerant of. Hearing even close friends say that Latinos who can only speak English are a “waste of air” made me embarrassed of my upbringing. Additionally, the predominantly Mexican culture of Latinos in my hometown of San Antonio is completely different than the Caribbean isthmus I often visited as a child. I stood out from even my own family, lacking the coily curls and dark skin I saw in pictures of my relatives. With very little in common with the community, I felt like an …show more content…
I dabbled in a little bit of everything during school, but my affinity for technology persisted from my childhood. Building computers from scratch, writing my own code, blogging, photography, competitive gaming, and selling digital art for commission set me apart from my peers. In the era before “social media star” was considered a desirable job for many my age, I felt like an odd one out, especially when faced with the subconscious sexism of the stem field. It must’ve been hard for the ignorant students to see me in my frilly freshman dance team outfit showing up to audio visual production class, because I could feel it in every interaction with them. Condescending tones, harsh glances, and judgement prevented me from becoming friends with many who shared the same interests as me. After all, no medical terminology student can carry around pom poms and still be intelligent enough to succeed, can
This autobiographical essay will define my experience as a Dominican immigrant living in New York City. Being an American citizen with a Dominican background are extremely relevant to the process of political socialization. My family background is founded on the principles of democratic values, which taught to me by my mother and father. In New York City, I found a “melting pot” of different immigrants that allowed me to feel more accepted as a Dominican living in the United States. More so, these aspects of the socialization process provided a foundation for my belief in democratic values throughout my life.
As a member of a working class community, my life has been a struggle between resources and opportunities available for me. Having sparse resources has lead me to the constant push of working towards the things I’ve achieved. Social identities have become a guidance for my future goals and abilities. Being working class Latina, raised in a Catholic family has created many barriers and pathways into the future I wish to hold. Furthermore, taking all the social identities I have grew into have become the bases for my educational goals and identity.
The injustice that occurred to the farmers awoke very different feelings in me, ranging from anger to pride. Anger from seeing just another way that people are oppressed, thrown to the side and invalidated in the eyes of white supremacy. Yet I was proud of my Latino community because in the face of this abuse they fought for their rights as people and did not let the oppressor just do what they always do with no resistance. This situation with the garden and the farmers is a very specific example of the way a group of people of color trying to advance and better themselves and their community, but is again being stopped and cannot grow and develop in this country, which has happened to numerous communities and population the moment these land
I believe the term, hispanic, itself does not define who I am. I define who I am and who I want to become. However, I do come from a Mexican heritage. Coming from a Mexican heritage has influenced and deeply impacted my life. My heritage has taught me a lot.
Growing up as a first-generation Mexican American was a huge advantage for me in that it allowed me to grow up in a culturally diverse community. I learned how to work well with people of all backgrounds and empathize with people from all walks of life. However, while being the first in my family to go to college was a momentous accomplishment, the lack of instruction and guidance lead me to commit many mistakes that could have been easily avoided during my first years at college. My timidity and downright arrogance lead me to believe that I did not need anyone’s assistance and thus I found myself denial that there was a problem in terms of my grades during my first semesters. I have since addressed this issue and have worked diligently to
From as early as I could remember I noticed I was not like the others kids. I had an interest for things most kids would not be interested in. I liked interacting with people, knowing about people and their life stories; I wanted to help in anyway that I could when I would hear everyone’s problems. I thought outside the box throughout my whole childhood and I wanted to make the most out of my knowledge. I told myself that I was going to dedicate my life to helping my community.
I come from an authentic Hispanic family, who is traditional in plenty distinct aspects. We treasure all the memories that have occurred to all of us and we laugh about the embarrassing moments we all had. We hold traditional customs and we accept new traditions as well. All of us are over protective of each and every family member, meaning that if anyone in the family has a problem we will not stop until it is fixed. To every family member, family is always first.
Growing up in an immigrant household in America, was difficult. I didn’t live, I learned to adapt. I learned to adapt to the fact that I did not look like any of my peers, so I changed. Adapted to the fact that my hair texture would never be like any of my peers, so I changed. Adapted to the fact that I was not as financially well off as my peers, so I changed.
I grew up in a two-parent household with my parents being married before they had children. My father has always been the one that provides finically, while my mother was the one who took care of my siblings and I throughout my childhood. Being that both of my parents were born in Mexico, I consider myself Mexican American. I am proud to be Mexican American. Culture plays a huge role in shaping your identity.
I identify as a Latina. I have always considered myself as a Latina, but throughout time, I believe that I have assimilated more into a white individual because of the privilege that I hold and because I have lived in the US most of my life. I have received mostly negative messages from those who are not from my ethnicity. My peers and I were told we wouldn’t graduate high school and be laborers for the rest of our lives. With the current politics, I believe that this still holds true where some people still hold stereotypes and give oppressing messages to Latinos.
I am very proud of my Hispanic heritage. Even though, I am an United States citizen, I am always going to belong to my Hispanic backgrounds. There are so many reasons that I am proud to be Guatemalan and American that I could write a whole book about it. However, I regularly participate in my Hispanic culture and community through my family, traditions, and by being bilingual.
I’m the first generation of my family to be Mexican -American, but I have been introduced to the Mexican culture since I was born. I appreciate the difficulties my parents have faced to make me the person that I am today even though I wasn’t born in Mexico my parents have taught me the language and the culture which I’m so proud of being part of. For others being Hispanic is actually being born in any Latin American countries which is not true at all. Being Hispanic is much more than my cultural background it actually describes how much I appreciate my culture and how I get to experience things other people don’t. I fit into the Hispanic community through the experiencing the culture first hand ,participating in traditions and planning to include my culture in my future.
Speaking the language of my ancestors that I’ve longed to be connected to for as long as I can remember has allowed me to form meaningful relationships, and has given me the confidence in my culture I’ve always wanted. This whole journey has fostered understanding and forged bonds across all cultures connected through Latin America. Conversations that I have had with my own family that I’ve known my whole life revealed new perspectives, enriched my worldview, and deepened my appreciation for their own experiences within the Latino community. I’ve gotten to hear stories from my abuela that would have never been shared with me due to the language barrier that I am so proud to say is longer standing. Through these connections, I realized that language is not just a tool for communication; it is a gateway to understanding and
While living near the border, I had made many attempts to mingle with my Latino family. The color of my skin, the shape of my eyes, and the language that I spoke was all that my extended family saw of me. I was ostracized. However, my grandmother was different.
Facebook is working with professional organizations and other nonprofit groups to get more girls and minority children interested in science and technology. A major issue facing the industry is the number of female computer science students present at universities. That number has fallen in the last 20 years, when the percentage of women in other industries like biology and chemistry has risen. " Sure, the tech community has come a long way. However, here we are in 2016, and it appears that the ratio