My Social Identity Essay

Identity-“Ones personal qualities.”Identiy is something only he or she can fully define. My uncle says I am affectionate,cheerful, and calm. My grandmother sees me as slim, pretty and sweet. My dad described me as perky, cheerful and happy, my mom says beautiful, gentle, and self-conscious. These adjectives describe me accurately, yet they are only abstract versions of me. Adjectives cannot begin to describe me and I aknowlege these descriptions for what they are, a condensed translation from my outward self to the world. It is impossible for anyone to understand me completely because nobody has experienced the things I have. My mother has never cherished a raggedy doll named Katie and my father never

“What are we going to do! What about my graduation?” Linz repeats frantically over and over, as the daunting reality slowly sat in.

mostly of Caucasian. Although I am a quick learner, it was especially hard for me

People think of me as a girl that stay to herself but I am a black african american and my cultural identity is dancing i love to dance dancing is my life i could dance all day and night my mom said i been dancing since i was just 3 years old i dance kinda good i don’t dance that good to be a dance star but i’m going keep trying and trying and one day i’m make it there, i like to dress in a hip-hop kind of way because it’s just the way i am i dress in a way to explain me or i dress in the way my mood is , I love to eat gumbo , gumbo is the food that bring my family together , like it could be a hot sunny day and my mom cook gumbo then my mom would call them tell and they would pull up 20 mins later we a family that like to eat gumbo my family is loud they louder then 1000 people in a mall they very loud

My cultural identity stems from my countless brave ancestors that made the journey to the United States many eons ago. Since then, every generation has impacted our original customs. As the years passed on, so did behaviors and other tendencies. These have eventually made their way throughout the entire family tree and down to my generation. Now, as a social work student, I am forced to face these behaviors head on and even challenge them.

There are a lot of social problems that exists in the world today, which includes but do not limited to self identity and racism. However, they somehow go unnoticed because at times people conform to what society thinks is the way to live. In my opinion, people believe they should act or feel a certain way because of what is broadcast on television, featured in magazines, and even brought into the limelight by celebrities. While Toni Morrison’s “The Bluest Eye” (1970) and Alice Walker’s “Everyday Use” (1973) both target ongoing social problems, Morrison structures her story to reveal just how pervasive and destructive social racism is, whereas Alice Walker’s “Everyday Use” focuses on the character’s conflicting ideas about their identities

At times it is easy to forget that I am American since both English and American cultures have several overlapping characteristics. However, I become aware of my identity whenever education or politics comes up in conversation. These are topics that prior knowledge is essential in understanding the flow of conversation. There were several instances with fellow front of house volunteers deciding schools, courses, and revising. They would talk about different universities and how they loathed revising their coursework. In my mind, I would be at lost regarding the university and its location. Furthermore, I struggled with understanding why they would have so many “essays” to revise. Lastly, I become extremely aware of my American identity when

During my searches for colleges to attend following my senior year of high school, WLC had come as a high recommendation from my older sister, Lauren, a current undergrad student at WLC.  At the time, I was looking to go into Digital Media as my major, though things have now changed.  At the time of my initial visit and admissions process I was quite impressed with the school and found it to be in my top 3.  I've been in the Lutheran church my whole life (WELS while in New York and LCMS after moving to Wisconsin) as well as attending private Lutheran school from grade school through high school, so it seemed like a natural continuation.  I loved the campus, small class size, and the general vibe I got from the visit.  However, at the time wanting to go into Media, I felt less enthusiastic about the

Social class has made a significant difference in my life. Like the majority of Americans, my social status is considered lower class. My family has no generational wealth, property or authority. We are consider poor. In 1998, my family came to America from the island of Haiti. My mother has always worked minimum wage jobs, and has never had the opportunity to go to school because she was left alone to raise three young daughters since 2000. My social class has led my family and me to live in the same dangerous drug infested neighborhood for ten years. I have seen eviction notices and experienced the electricity being shut off. Just like Michael, I have seen someone get shot and murdered. Growing up I was never afforded the privileges to have

There are different parts of my identity that I feel make me a disadvantaged applicant. I am a Hispanic female, an immigrant, and a child of a low-income single mother home. I was blessed to grow up with a hard-working mother that taught me the value of hard work. But growing up at the intersectionality of these identities meant that my mother did not fully understand the value of education and did not have the resources to supplement my education. I did not grow up with tutors, extra help books, or prep classes. Beyond that, when I reached college these identities still affected and limited the way I navigated college. Even at a top liberal arts college, I faced moments of discrimination. A poignant moment that stays with me is when the director

It would have been easy to resolve had either one of us wanted to end the squabble. Looking back, it is unbelievable to me that I acted the way I did. Again and again the situation runs through my mind, unveiling new ends to the argument. It was a perfect example of similar scenes playing themselves out all over the world - the most basic level of social conflict we have, the easiest to resolve.

What is society and how did it help shape me into the person I am today? First, society is the state of living in organized groups of people. These organized groups of people are the ones that made me who I am today and will continue to shape me, as I grow older. My version of society is white middle class people who grow up going to catholic schools. These white middle class people are only associated with other white middle class people, and very seldom venture out of this little society. As stupid as that sounds to not associate with other people it is true. The reason this is true is because of where I live, where I go to school, and who my friends are. I guess it is just like

Within social psychology, the social identity tradition (Tajfel, Billig, Bundy, & Flament, 1971) argues that individuals possess more than their characteristic personal identities, which are activated during interpersonal contact with others; in addition, people can engage in intergroup behavior as informed by their social identities (Gudykunst & Bond, 1980). Such social identities comprise memberships in any psychologically relevant grouping with which an individual identifies, including kin, peers, profession, nation, and cultural identity (Galang, Quiñones, Adriano, Portillo, & Carvajal, 2015). The ingroup identification afforded by social identities then allows individuals to distinguish between people belonging to and excluded from the ingroup (Brewer & Yuki, 2007), and to bolster one’s self-concept through affiliation with high-status groups and individuals (Gudykunst & Bond, 1980). In addition, these social identities are created and manifested in different ways across cultures as a function of the values endorsed by society, the ways in which society’s members construe themselves, and the manners in which their interpersonal relationships are structured (Feitosa, Salas, & Salazar, 2012).

Who am I? What are the driving forces behind the decisions I make for myself and for my children? The answers to these questions have been shaped by my upbringing and my own personal interactions and experiences with the people who have come in and out of my life and the community I live in. My values, morals, beliefs, and cultural views have developed over time and continue to keep me grounded while working with children and families with different ethnic backgrounds. Before I discuss where I am, let me share my journey on how I got here.

I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me.