Narrative Essay On My Cultural Identity

Who are you? What are you doing? Where are you going? Take a second to consider the answers to these questions carefully. Your cultural identity will determine the answers to these three questions. I ask myself these questions frequently and that is exactly what I am going to explain today, my cultural identity . I was born on November 11th, 1999 into a christian family and raised as one for the very first 11 years of my life on this beautiful earth. Being in church gave me a faith that I can never let go. Why can I never let go of it? Because it is my culture inheritance , it’s the way I was raised and it is something I can't or even want to change. Going to church was something I never quite understood until I was older. I thought it was just like school to me, it was something that I never questioned. What I do remember and understand was every morning and night I was taught to bow on my knees on the side of my bed and give thanks to the lord for another day of life.

I grew up with people in my church where cursing, disrespecting, and sagging your pants was prohibited and forbidden. Now I was surround by this in my new environment and eventually I caught on to these bad habits. I no longer prayed three times a day, I started to curse for the first time. I eventually wore my pants on my butt because that is what was accepted in society where I was. I began to realize that you are a product of your environment and you are who you hang around with. Being rebellious to my parents was a new culture I began to grow in, it was a bad habit. Knowing this, I knew where I was heading and it wasn't a good path. Now I have a new set of friends who have a strong belief in the Lord and are successful in life. The have brought me back to my faith and I am happier than ever again, I’ve learned to love my parents and honor them. Taking the path and being an entrepreneur in this great country of God is where I have decided to