Myself

Through the past nineteen years of my life, the identity that I have reached at this time is difficult to explain. I believe that I have different personalities toward different people. Family, friends, and boyfriend are all part of my life; therefore, I treat them all different. I consider myself a unique person. I feel that whom I am today is due to my past. At the end of the day, it does not matter what people think of me I know whom I am deep inside.

Who am I? I rarely ask that question to myself. I have many sides to me, and one of them is the way my parents see me. Towards my parents, I am honest, responsible, hardworking, studious, friendly, independent, and determined. Whenever I get the chance to have a conversation with my mom I say how I feel and we talk for hours about anything. Recently while have one of our conversations I happened to ask her to describe who I am and one of the answers that I still carry with me is when she said “responsible”. I started working my senior year in high school because in my house it was always taught by my parents to work hard for something that you want. My senior year I had to buy a lot of thing for last year students. I did not want to ask for money from my parents because I felt I was asking for too much. I started working at a fast food restaurant which I hated and made me feel made enough money to pay for my things, like my yearbook, cap and gown, prom, and grad. night. Ever since then I have been working to buy my own things and rarely ask my parents for money. This experience has showed my parents and me that I could be independent, hardworking and responsible.

I like to hang out with my friends, but the question is, do they like hanging out with me? I believe so, they have told me themselves. Another question that I think about is what do they think about me? Wonder what they would say if they had to describe me? Sincerely, I believe they would say that I am a happy person that loves to crack jokes, outgoing, caring generous, kind, responsible, and clumsy. When I am with my friends, I am calm but at the same time hyper. When friend comes to me for help, I stay calm. When my friends need me to do something for them they know they can rely on me. I act this way with my friends because I know that they are the same towards me.

My boyfriend has shaped me to be the person I am at this time. When I asked him about how he sees me he said confident, caring, loveable, unselfish, giving responsible, smart but most of all encouraging. Who I am with my boyfriend is different from when I am with my family and friends because we see each other at different levels. I think he has seen all the sides there is to me and that is something that my parents and friends are never going to see. In his family he has a niece who is five years old I sometimes take care of her. I love her as if she is my little sister. Whenever she needs anything, I am right there to take care of her. Whenever I am around her my kind and caring characteristics tend to show. My boyfriend also tells me that I am encouraging and I strongly believe that. We are both freshmen at college and we both go through the same things like doing homework, working, and going to class. When he needs help in his homework, we do it together or when he feels like giving up, I do not let him. I make him realize that education will take him wherever he wants to go. Sometimes I feel like he knows me more than I know myself. One thing that I could truly say is that I stay true to myself when I am with him.

It has been difficult trying to find who I am. I did not realize that there are many things to say about me. I have discovered who I am today. I am proud of myself. Whenever I am alone I reflect back on my day and I know that overall I am a good person.

Cooper

In the essay A Clack of Tiny Sparks: Remembrances of a Gay Boyhood, by Bernard Cooper, the author describes his confusion during his adolescence years about the longing for boys. This essay is important to me because it shows how some people deal with being a homosexual and hiding in the closet. In the essay, the author tries to find out why it is wrong to like boys. Therefore, this essay is important to me because it helps me understand what goes on in teenager is whose mind is confused.

The essay that Bernard cooper writes makes me remember how my high school I went to would treat homosexual people and how they were looked upon as wrong. When the author describes how Theresa call him a “fag”, it reminds me how we would do the same things in my high school, and now that I see it in other peoples perspective of that word I understand that it is offensive. Thanks to the author, Bernard Copper has made my understanding with other homosexuals different.

After reading the well described essay by Bernard Cooper, learned how to write a descriptive essay, but most importantly the way he dealt with his sexuality. The reason why he wrote this essay is to make people understand and be considerate of people who have to deal with people being teased at school for their sexuality. Even though Bernard Cooper did not tell anyone he was homosexual, it was still hard for him to be himself because he would be teased. I will never forget this essay because it helped me understand the way people are and to accept tem.

Plaits

American society in the nineteen fifties thought that the ideal beautiful women should look glamorous. By glamorous I mean the clothes that women wore had to be high class along with blonde styled straight hair. In the story “Plaits” in The Mee Street Chronicles by Frankie Lennon, the author describes the images of beauty like Shirley Temple. Shirley Temple was a young child that started in many movies and that signifies as beautiful. This Shirley Temple image was programmed in females in American society because everyone wanted Shirley temple hair. Females wanted to assimilate their hair to Shirley’s hair.

American society now is still having to deal what the media portray what women should look like. In television and magazine supermodels are seen as beautiful if they are a size zero and long blonde hair. One should not worry about the physical appearances because what really counts is hat is inside the person.

The word beautiful according to dictionary.com is, “having qualities that delight the senses, especially the sense of sight”. This means that when it comes to describing someone who is beautiful is not all about the appearance; it is about qualities that a person offers. Therefore, American society still believes in being skinny and looking like a million dollars but in my opinion, those people are ignorant.