Who I Am

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When I look in the mirror I know whom I am, but society makes it difficult to understand who I am, because I was born to immigrants of Nigerian descent, and I am a first generation American, that term is sometimes used so loosely. By looking at my name they assume that I am from some island, but I am so quick to tell them that “I am Nigerian”, there is another statement that normally follows this. “You do not have an accent”. I wonder if I had an accent would I be considered Nigerian and not American; then I say that “My parents are Nigerian” and then that changes, so to them I am just associated with the Nigerian culture it does not make me Nigerian, there has been many discussion between my friends who are the same like me confused to what defines us in general, who is to say who you are? Are we not the ones who define who we are? This is my journey through my life, how I deciphered what I am.

Who defines what it is to be Nigerian or American? Is it the color of my skin, the way I speak, the kind of hair I have? Maybe it is my circumstances or my nature defines if I am Nigerian, when I was younger these questions arise so many times, I just simply say that I am African-American; but they say “You’re the real African” what does all this mean and why is society allowed to define who I am culturally. “First generation Haitian-American.

Our parents either try to completely assimilate, or create pocket communities. There was a class system back home, so they usually stick to their "social class," which is predominantly an economic caste system, but also to a lesser degree a color thing (which was more of an issue in our parent's generation). I ...was discriminated against in school for being Haitian, as a result, I refused to sp...

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...in the middle, and that I am being asked to choose, but the truth is, you do not have to really choose. ” Food and language are an important part of one's cultural identity as well as the living experienced in foreign countries” (Onyekwe, 2000.). The only choice you have is to be genuine or to be forged. You cannot choose where you are born, what ethnicity you are, what language your parents spoke to you in when you were a child. I can only be who I am, accept who I am, and I do not have to apologize who I am. There is a saying that goes “You are what you eat”, that is true because one day I will eat some Fufu with stew, or pizza with buffalo chicken and French Fries, I have to realize that America is foreign already, because of the many immigrants who settle to make the next generations better then what they had and to continue the growing population of culture.

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