Tell us about an experience, in school or out, that taught you something about yourself and/or the world around you. (maximum 200 words) As a second generation immigrant, I have constantly struggled with self-identity. The differences between the values of Canadian and traditional Filipino culture caused conflict within and outside of the household. They also caused confusion within myself. In 2012, our family traveled to the Philippines. Our time was spent exploring the country, spending time with each other, and catching up with family and friends in a new environment. The experience gave me the chance to break down stereotypes that I had previously formed about my home country, as my only previous exposure to my culture was through diasporic …show more content…
He was one of my role models, and I followed in his footsteps. As my brother neared the end of his undergraduate degree, he started taking philosophy courses and talking to our family and pastor about what he had learned. Our church pastor and his son, along with my older brother, all started in-depth discussions about philosophy with me and it sparked a passion for the field of study. Over the course of a year, I constantly found myself up late watching lectures led by contemporary philosophers and reading up on simplified philosophical concepts. This knowledge all came together during an English book analysis essay, where I brought up one of the many abstract philosophical concepts that I was struggling with understanding as my thesis. I wrote passionately and came to realize that the background knowledge I had acquired had all connected. This allowed me to write my essay with confidence. As the results came in, I noticed that I had achieved a high mark on the essay. I received positive comments from my teacher and they showed me that my hard work had come to fruition. Explain how you responded to a problem and/or an unfamiliar situation. What did you do, what was the outcome, and what did you learn from the experience? (maximum 200 …show more content…
leadership/group contributions (e.g., student government, community activity, family responsibility; involvement in Aboriginal culture or community), academic achievements (e.g., research project; success in a contest; prize for high standing), sports (e.g., team membership; participation in competitions), creative and performing arts, work, service to others ANIREVO I served as a general volunteer for the summer convention ‘Anime Revolution’. I checked badges, controlled lines, and worked in coat check. I volunteered alongside a large group of service-oriented individuals in various high-pressure situations with the goal of creating a wonderful convention experience for all attendees. STUDENT COUNCIL Doubling up as both a graphic designer and a grade representative for my school’s student government gave me an opportunity to share my ideas and to make my impact on the student body. I designed posters and advertisements under strict deadlines, pitched ideas at meetings, and volunteered at events. NIGHTS OF BAND Being in charge of human resources for the Night of Bands event at Tupper taught me about how important a strong team is. I managed the volunteer pool and moved volunteers around to locations depending on where help was needed. Because of solid organization, the event flowed smoothly.
According to Section 217 of the New York Worker’s Compensation Act of 1910, employers were required by law to compensate their employees if a personal injury were to result from their occupation. However, this law only applied to specific types of dangerous labor, including “demolition, blasting, tunneling, electrical construction, and railroad operation.” In 1910, making shirtwaists was not considered a dangerous activity, so victims’ families of the fire could not expect to receive any compensation from the accident. The Charity Organization Society of the City of New York Red Cross Emergency Relief Committee published a report, showing a detailed account of everyone they gave aid to.
I had the grand honor of being born into a culturally diverse family. Although Dominican culture dominates our customs, we are 25% Middle Eastern from Lebanon, and 25% Spanish from Barcelona, Spain. The cultures have all laced into each other in such a way that I find it utterly ordinary to eat Arabic food while listening to Dominican music while serving Spanish desserts. My parents came to America at around the age that I am now, met each other, and my mom had my first sister at 18 while my father was 22. My mom went back to high school to finish her GED while my father enrolled in an institution that he never got around to finishing because his english was not well.
We planned events, raised money for charities, completed innumerable community service hours, and built a respect for our organization in the
Being a child of immigrant parents has taught me so much. For example, being able to work hard for what you want. At school, I always strive to get A’s. My parent’s have taught me to never settle for anything less than a B. They know that in order for me to go to college and be successful, I not only have to get good grades but work hard to get there.
When I was three years old my mother decided it would be best for us to move to America so we could have better and safer lives. Before I started school, I was sheltered from American culture. I could barely speak English, I only knew hispanic songs, and I only ate “Mexican food.” By the time school started, I felt like an outsider, everyone was speaking in a foreign language and eating odd foods, I felt out of place. It wasn’t until third grade when I began to feel like I was part of my classmates.
As a child of immigrant parents, my formative years in elementary and middle school were shaped by two important factors: the environment in which I lived and my background. My parents worked hard to settle into a new life in a foreign country to provide better opportunities for our family. This meant that we had to be flexible about where we lived due to relocating for jobs, and fluid about our ideas of culture. I recall the daunting nature of moving to a new city, twice, as a child. The prospect of leaving everything that was familiar to me and forming new friendships in an unfamiliar environment was a challenge.
Being Hispanic has taught me a whole world of things. It has taught me that the world is not what you expect it to be. Going to a public school and being th minority is completely different than going to a see my cousins where every thing is different. The way we talk, the food we eat. Its all different.
Ten years ago, I immigrated to the United States and ever since I have been an undocumented immigrant. Due to my legal status in the United States, I felt like I was restricted from certain situations and possessions and would never be able to succeed. I was not living the normal life of a seven-year-old. Instead, I had to learn to cope and adapt to a whole new culture. Even though the drastic change at such a young age was a challenge, it has shaped who I am today.
Title • A Special Intercultural Communication: Immigrant Parents and First-Generationers Introduction • Attention device: When I was ten years old, my aunt immigrated to America with her whole family. For me as a little child, it is unbelievable and terrible because they went to a place that far away from home and had to speak a new language. They came back once a year. According to my aunt, although she and her husband experienced a hard time, their son, my cousin could accept an outstanding education, especially he did not have huge study pressure in America.
My most rewarding accomplishment consists of my ability to overcome the fear and weakness that was conceived upon my arrival to the United States from Mexico, in addition to a newly evolved character which allowed me to achieve academic, professional, and personal success. Nearly seven years ago, my mother and I immigrated from a harsh economic climate in Mexico that was plagued with unemployment. Additionally, our family faced bankruptcy. While holding onto our faith, we left our hometown with only what we could carry and bought two one-way bus tickets. With nothing more than fear, two bags, and $50 in each of our pockets, we set out for what would be the most challenging journey of our lives.
The Back of a Nonexistent Line In the film Documented and The New York Times article “My Life as an Undocumented Immigrant,” Jose Antonio Vargas describes his experience as an undocumented immigrant in the United States and provides a passionate argument for creating a pathway to citizenship for others like Vargas, who are undocumented as well. Although both the film and article give the viewers and readers an insight into Vargas’ difficult journey, a particular scene in the film sends an unspoken message about the United States as a whole. In Documented, the scene in which Jose Antonio Vargas attends a Mitt Romney campaign rally is detrimental to the immigration debate because it demonstrates the need for Americans to be educated about undocumented
An immigrant family wants the best for everyone lives, however moving to a new country brings struggles. There struggles include finding a home, a good paying job, avoiding to be deported, being separated ,and continuing their education. Immigrants expect a better life because their old home and country did have much benefits as the new country gives them. The advantage of an immigrant family is family values which tends them to be closer. Disadvantages of an immigrant family are the struggles that were first mentioned and including that they face other people calling them a threat.
When I was born, I was taken to an orphanage by my birth parents in China, but I will never know why. Luckily, little less than a year later, my adoptive parents — who I call just my parents — came and brought me into their loving family. When I was very young, I did not really understand the concept of adoption and what it meant. I was just told these people are my parents, and I needed to love them as they loved me. Having a background with such different cultures made my childhood and cultural experiences very unique.
I moved with my family, from Poland, to American when I was in second grade. Ever since then, I always felt that the privilege of knowing two completely different lifestyles allowed me to be become more open-mined. Since I was old enough to remember how life was like back in my motherland, now I love comparing different cultures and seeing what they have in common as well as looking at what makes each country unique. Consequently, I think it was my background/ culture that shaped me to be the person I am today as I admire testing new ideas. One of my current passions is actually something I would never imagine myself doing back when I lived in Poland.
Over the course of the semester I have noticed a significant increase in the skills I have as a writer, and the skills I already had. Going into the class I was a little self-conscious about how my writing flowed and how well of I writer I was in general. I believed that I did not use enough transitions, that I never had strong enough arguments, and that overall I was just an average writer. After writing my first essay I was a little nervous about how the results of it were going to turn out. What I got back during our conference was some reassuring grades as well as some reassuring comments.