Reflection About Culture

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As we grow up we slowly learn more about ourselves, becoming interested in beliefs we may or may not have thought about before. Unlike a piece of artwork being chiseled out of marble, forever set into stone, but perhaps more like play-dough that molds us into something we weren 't before. That’s what I think one 's culture to be. For our parents, their culture doesn 't have to pass on to be their children’s culture. Their children can make their own culture for themselves, as well as their own children. Ultimately Culture is who we are and what we make of it. This includes the habits we can get ourselves into, or even the morals we hold ourselves accountable for. The influences that have molded my culture aren’t just things I put away in …show more content…

I don 't want to have my children experience that 50% divorce rate. Never once had thought I would be affected when I was younger, and to this day I am very jealous of those who aren 't affected. I cherish my relationship with my friends and especially my boyfriend so much. I hold relationships of all kind about myself. I would give an arm and leg for those who I love. When I was younger I would have said the same thing, but now it’s different because it feels more clear as to why I would do that. I would fight to the end of the earth for those people, I would give everything up to keep what I have. I’m only seventeen and I feel almost too young to be saying this. I feel that my parents divorce has changed me for the far better. Cherishing the time I have with the relationships I have with people have become so important to me. My advice to those who have never experienced divorce is, always fight for those you love, and cherise relationships so deeply that your bones feel dense with love and compassion. In the end no matter what life throws at us we will be able to say we have those memories and we never gave …show more content…

He has influenced me to be the person I am today because his actions I look up to as a role model. He’s had some mean girlfriends and I have noticed that I don’t want to be those girls. I don’t know why but my guess has always been because the more relaxed and laid back person I was the more fun we had together. There are also times we butt head because we are the same person with a thick skull as my mother says. He will harp on me and I will harp on him and together we have both made ourselves better people. We both want what is best for each other. That attitude has also transferred onto my friendships and I’m glad it has because my friends and I have become super close because of

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