Personal Narrative: My Identity In America

Famous entrepreneur and animator, Walt Disney, once said and lived by the following: “I don’t believe in playing down to children. Life is composed of lights and shadows, and we would be untruthful, insincere, and saccharine if we tried to pretend there were no shadows.” Similarly, Jeannette Walls’ memoir, The Glass Castle, expresses how individuals face the world and such experiences on their own, gaining wisdom, despite their age and an apathetic support system. Facing multiple adverse conditions, Rex and Rose Walls kept their family from amassing happiness, substantial wealth-- wasted in alcoholism, and precious time--in attempts to achieve personal goals that put their children’s successes aside. Yet however, the Walls parents never “treated

As a teenager moving to a new country with a different culture, different language, and being thousands of miles away from everyone I grew up with was not an easy change, however, that was precisely what I did in January of 2013 when I came to the United States with my father. My whole world changed since, and shaped my way of thinking. From learning English, adjusting to a new culture, experiencing my first snow and finding my way in my new country, my life has been an exciting adventure. My parents brought me to America almost 5 years ago to have a better life, and to get a better education.

The first eight years of my life, I spent in India where I was born. Growing up I was constantly reminded by my parents that I needed to make them proud by getting a good job and living a good lifestyle. They told me this because they did not want to see me live a hard life like they did. When I was nine years old, I moved from India to the United States of America. The reason why I moved to America was not because I was living a bad life in India, it was so that I could have a better education and more opportunities in life.

This small interest blossomed from a young age and has changed me in so many ways. Being an artist isn 't a title or label but doing what makes me feel okay. I paint to make others feel, I draw to make others wonder. It is an expression, even some can may the meaning of life. Although this has brought frustration and struggle, it is that what makes the journey worthwhile.

I used to have this grudges in my heart when everything go hard that would made me wanted to blame my parent. But I can’t because I was not raise to think that way. When I come to America, I was eleven years old and no one asked me if I wanted to come it just happen in a second. I was in a cold place with extended family that I never met before and that one person who raise me and made me feel secure was still back in the country. I had to lived months without her and next thing you know I adapted and convince myself they are doing this because the wanted the best for me.

This is about a culture I was born into and raise by my parents.it is discipline culture made me who I am today being a Somalian American. It was easy at first, but my unique name ask people question like what are you so I just tell them I am Somali American. I was lucky I was born not there when the violence all that started to really happen. It’s getting better I visits there when I was young it was nice peaceful when I visited there.

Being born in the United States as a Hmong boy makes me Hmong American. I spent my entire childhood with an illiterate woman. While I was at school, she would be at home cooking and doing household chores. This woman was the person who raised and took care of me; this woman was my grandmother. My grandmother was the person who gave me the opportunities I have today.

The arguably most important experience of my life was something that I was definitely not seeking out. Something that I was unhappily forced into, yet something that I am still able to look back upon with a smile. I am a born and raised American, a Texan to be exact and all my life I have felt different, not because I was a "weird" but rather because my parents were from India and I was always struggling with finding out who I really am, I didn 't even know what I should call myself until recently; was I an American? Indian?

Art, in many cases, acts as a catalyst for change. In the past, many individuals have utilized art to convey inspirational messages to the public imploring them to enact and embrace change. In the film Pleasantville, Bud presents Bill Johnson with a book containing numerous beautiful paintings. This event completely changes Bill’s world view, converting his previous repetitive and colorless life into one devoted to creating wonderful pieces of art. This demonstrates how embracing change can positively influence one’s life, and how art acted as a catalyst for change in Bill Johnson’s life.

This is a skill children will use throughout their education and well into their adulthood as the enter into careers working with colleagues. After reading this story, children may be able to reflect on how each crayon felt and why to better understand where that character was coming

This chapter got the best of me emotionally because I believe, children should be recognized for their exceptional age-related requirements, their capabilities, and their flexibility. Also, to develop and bring out the very best in them, for they are the most valuable asset we have, for they are our

Even before that, I have a memory of this sketch of my family stuck on the fridge for years and years. Once in high school, I threw myself into the art program and experimented with sculpture, acrylic paint (the only medium I ever hated), oil paint, collage. Through these projects, I used the artistic process to better analyze myself: my motivations, my fears, my dreams. I built a portfolio based on the exploration of identity. I love being capable of translating life into a graphite reflection, drawing portraits and creatures and still-lifes.

These messages are achieved through engagement from visitors, the impact of collective participation, and visual transformation. This interactive exhibit evokes joy and a sense of childlike wonder, fostering an atmosphere of inclusivity and enthusiastic engagement. Its purpose lies in offering an immersive, collaborative experience, promoting playfulness and shared creation. I believe that the artwork's creation was driven by a desire to unite diverse individuals, foster a sense of community, encourage personal creativity, and promote connection with one's inner child. Its narrative unfolds as the white room transforms into a vibrant space through collective creativity.

Artist Narrative From an early age, I never sincerely thought about how important art could impact my everyday life because I was taught that a kid can never be mature enough to make their own decisions, let alone make ultimate decisions about their life by themselves. No one in my family consists of any artistic talent or possess a creative nature, but I believe I am different compared to my family members. I’m an immigrant child from Vietnam, a country in South East of Asia. My whole family moved to America when I was about 13 years old, with hopes for a better and brighter future as we lived in America.

We try and pinpoint what we cannot see, hold a meaning behind the suffering and hope and that it leads to something positive. We have the ability to make the intangible, tangible using art as a voice because pain is the most misunderstood condition of the human body. It is a condition where Baruch Spinoza conveys that “we are nomadic, we see people who look like us but we have an interior life that we cannot share and that is ours alone,” showing that pain is universal, where we all understand the concept of pain, but fall on the specifics due to its subjective nature. Therefore, the interpretation of pain into images brings it into the public consciousness, raising the image of bodily suffering as being fundamental to the human condition. Frieda Kahlo – Artist Frieda Kahlo’s work gives a raw, experience of suffering allowing us to perceive how images offer an emotional catharsis.