Personal Narrative: Growing Up In America

The Garden of Diversity: How “The Flowers” helped me understand my own experience. ​The words immortalized in Alice Walker’s short story “The Flowers” resonated with me in a profound manner. Myop’s adventure from the property that her family shares to the woods is one that she has embarked upon many times before. This time even though she doesn’t realize it, everything will be different. Walker’s character may not understand the consequences that come with the encounter with the lynched black man, the thought that crosses my mind while reading this is that although she has no idea of what awaits her in the future, of the cruelty and injustice that unfortunately runs rampant in today’s society, she can still find a place to be proud and hopeful of who she is.

Introduction “Maybe these babies grew in the wrong stomachs, but now they have found the right parents” (Evans, 2008, pg. 159). Transracial adoption is the adoption of a child of one race by a parent or parents of a different race (Baden et al., 2012). This occurs both domestically (inter-country) and internationally (Ung et al., 2012). The history of international adoption stems from the Korean War (1950-1953)

JEMAAH ISLAMIAH INTRODUCTION 11th September 2001(or 9/11) has been significant date for Global War on Terrorism (GWOT) when Washington and New York were attacked by terrorist. The attacks have caused 2,996 casualties and at least USD10 billion of property and infrastructure damage excluded incalculable of fall of global market. The perpetrators of the attack turn out to be Arabs acting in the name of their religious faith. 9/11 marks something new whereby United States of America was able to influence its allies to confront Islamic extremism lead by Al-Qaeda. Following 9/11, we have seen the establishment of South-East Asia particularly in Malay Archipelago as the second front in GWOT instead from Afghanistan and Middle-East.

My parents and I moved to the Dominican Republic when I was thirteen years old. Living there as a young American came with many challenges. One of the biggest threats against foreigners is violence. Within my first years of living in Dominican Republic, I had experienced two incidents at it firsthand. The first incident happen a week before school began, I was mugged by two assailants; man on a motorcycle and another man on foot.

I wouldn't be the person I am today without the experiences and where I come from. It all started from where I was born. I was born in Port-Au-Prince, Haiti on January 22nd 1995. Haiti is located in the Caribbean, and there we speak two languages fluently, Creole and French. All my family from both my mother’s and my father's side we all come from Haiti.

Diversity Role Written Assignment My Native American Heritage Texas State University COMM 1310: Fundamentals of Human Communication Mitra Rahimi  Living with a Native American Heritage My name is Mitra Rahimi; I am 18 years old and I am of Native American heritage. According to the Native American Heritage Month website, the United States established November as Native American Heritage in 1990. Establishing it as a national month, has given me a lot of pride knowing it is a unique thing to be Native American and it is something that my people deserve to be happy about.

I am a daughter of a “seagull dad”. Seagull dad is a Korean cultural jargon that is used to describe a father who sends their family abroad for the sake of his children 's’ education. My father, by being a seagull dad, sent me to an international school in Singapore. This decision of his fundamentally shaped my character, especially by installing in me resilience, grit, and cultural competence. I spent my formative years in Singapore, and naturally, my multicultural background and education played a critical role in building my cultural awareness.

Nearly every child has a desire to live on a tropical island due to a series of adventitious circumstances. Fortunately, at the age of eight, my father’s occupation required my family to move to Puerto Rico. Little did I know that this move would be the catalyst needed to transform myself into who I am today. Upon arrival, my family was met with bombast lectures about the effects of culture shock, and what life would be like on a U.S. territory. However, I was still unprepared for the dramatic change my academic and social life was about to face.

Upon meeting me, not many people know that I am a first generation American. However, they are usually interested in the orgin of my last name. I am in fact Ukranian. Both my parents and my older sister were born in Ukraine. They immigrated to America in 1992 because of religious persecution that they were facing.

Sometimes it is difficult to understand someone until you really experience their life. I discovered this first hand just last year in a life changing decision that left me enlightened, grateful, shameful, but most importantly a better person. This move was going to a basketball preparatory school and being one of the only Caucasians in the whole program and the school we attended. I learned so much on microstructural, mesostructural and macrostructural levels and what began to seem normal to me changed so much due to a new type of culture. Everything was different, from the way I was with my new friends to my relationship with teachers at school and even the way people looked at me as we travelled to different places for different tournaments.

My parents are both immigrants from Haiti. I was born in America. Growing up, my parents spoke Creole, the national language of Haiti, and English at home. As I got older my resistence to speak their native tongue began to grow. I don’t know why I began to reject the language as my own.

If you go more than three generations up in your ancestral line, you no longer share any blood similarities with your. This is due to the dna mixing and different family genes, so it makes sense that our ancestors are very different then us. Me being a caucasian female living Hawaii changed my life a lot more then it would have if I stayed in Canada. I never really thought I had a culture, my family says I'm a mixed plate. That always confused me because my skin is white and I grew up in Hawaii, so I just assumed I was just another hole.

My parents moved from Colombia to the United States before I was born. I am apart of the first generation in my family that was born here. My parents moved with the single hope of giving me a better life with more opportunities. Having this background has definitely impacted my life in both trivial and meaningful ways. For instance, my father not being able to break through the language barrier has been an integral part of my lifestyle.