* Aloha *
Many things make me who I am. Beginning with my family, my mother is a mix of African-American and Caucasian (highlight the word to the left of the first parenthesis). My father, however, is Jamaican. Yes, my skin is very light – as my friend Deon would say, “it be like that sometimes!” Ha ha. Some think I’m Puerto Rican, some think I’m white, and some have no idea. But hey, what does it matter anyway? This only makes me who I am as far as appearance.
Bob Marley once said, “the color of mans skin is of no more significance than the color of mans eyes.”
My great grandfather built his family’s home from the ground up by himself. It dawned on me that this, perhaps, has been a trait tossed down to me that triggers my desire for architecture. Who knows…
My experiences and knowledge thus far have made me who I am. I have always had goals and dreams and as I began to gain more knowledge, the bigger my goals and dreams became. As I learned from God, life, school, family, and peers – everything began to make sense. Everything I did, I did with purpose. Even though I mostly did the same things everyday: School, homework, and sleep – it was all about taking pride in the mundane. Everyone and everything has an influence. Race and ethnicity, even if socially directed, guide a great portion of our public life. (Silverman & Radar 268)
We are all different but we can all have an affect on one another. And we can all relate to one another. 3 words to the world. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PZvSPH9pr7s
People think we’re supposed to spend our lives “finding ourselves,” life is really about creating ourselves. No matter what we change about ourselves, no matter what we go through… there is one person that will always be the same and one person that will always be a huge part who I am: God.
Quote of the day:
“To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance.” –Oscar Wilde
Lori E. Allan