My Social Construction Of Gender And Gender Identity

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Identity is most clearly defined as a person 's own sense of self; their personal sense of who they are. Every individual has to start somewhere, and the beginning looks different for each person. Many start to question gender in a conscious way, while many others have tussled with it for years or decades. Masculinity and femininity are two terms, we hear in our every day-to-day life. “Gender is such a familiar part of daily life that it usually takes a deliberate disruption of our expectations of women and men are supposed to act to pay attention to how it is produced” (Judith Lorber, “The Social Construction of Gender,” in Kirk and Okazawa-Rey, Women’s Lives, p. 65).
A decisive factor that has helped me with my own gender identity is; by
When I saw the colors pink and blue, it did not take me long to realize this is what separated boys and girls. Girls dressed in pink symbolized femininity, boys dressed in blue symbolized masculinity. Growing up, I was given toys that were specifically designed for female use like: Barbie dolls, Cabbage Patch Kids, cooking toys and make-up to play with. To answer the question of my racial/ethnic background has come into play in shaping my gender identity, I believe so. “Everyday gendered interactions build gender into the family, the work process, and other organizations and institutions, which in turn reinforce gender expectations for individuals” (Judith Lorber, “The Social Construction of Gender,” in Kirk and Okazawa-Rey, Women’s Lives, p. 66). I was raised in an environment that my parents and any other members of my family treated me like a female; ergo, I acted like a typical societal
My parents gave the same lectures to my brother that I had gotten as a kid. However, I have found the distinction between what was allowable for my brother, and what was allowable for me (based on our gender) to be unfair. Like many teenagers, I was given a curfew; I was unable to stay out late past nine. If I was out later than that, I would get notifications from my panicked mother. Now that my brother has grown into a teenager, he’s able to stay out late until midnight. Sure, he does receive notifications from my mother. However, I would say as for who got the better deal (in terms of the advantages of having more personal freedom), the odds clearly favored my

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