My race and ethnicity is African American, and I grew up seeing it as a positive part of myself. I never thought of being black …show more content…
Those parts of myself made me into a person who believes I can do whatever I put my mind to. I see myself with an actual future and I will allow nothing negative to hold me down. I know there will be hard times, but I know I can get through it with hard work, determination, and prayer. Also if I ever need help, I have a wonderful. Loving family to fall back on. The environment I grew up did have an effect on my behavior and actions. I was taught and observed how to act in public settings and how to treat others. I don’t show aggressive behavior unless I am defending myself, and even then I know it’s best to use my words, not my fists. In all I know to treat others as you would want to be …show more content…
When I was a child in daycare, I met various children whom I felt were different from me. In daycare I would join in activates with children of different ages and living situations. One thing I remember about daycare was being friends with an older child who was being raised by her grandparents. I remember how she would talk about what her grandfather did or what her grandmother bought for her. I thought it was fun to be raised by ones grandparents since I adored my own grandparents; however, I did get curious about why she never mentioned her mom or dad. I asked her about it one day and she told me that her mom was in school, and her mom couldn’t afford to take of her so she lived with her grandparents. I thought it was strange at the time because her mom was different from my mother. My mom already went to school and already has a job. Another memorable experience would be with my cousins in church. When my parents took me to church as a child, they dressed me up: shined shoes, frilly socks, a bow the size of my head, and a pretty church dress. The believed the concept of, one needs to look good for the Lord. My cousins on the other hand, would dress casual for church. I asked why them they got to wear their “play clothes” to church. They told me, the Lord didn’t what they wore as long as they came to church. It was a new concept for me, but I still preferred