Intercultural Communication Final Assignment Topic 1: Personal Identity
Intercultural Communication Final Assignment Topic 1: Personal Identity
Class: 18E10
INTERCULTURAL COMMUNICATION
FINAL ASSIGNMENT
How do you define yourself (Who are you?)? How has your linguistic and
cultural background influenced who you are today and who you hope to be in the
future? Think about one or more facets of your identity (personal, ethnic, social,
religious, racial ....). Have you ever been in a situation in which your preferred
identities were not recognized or respected? Describe your emotions and
response. Is any of your identities changing? If yes, in what way is it changing?
Essay:
Everybody once in life must have struggled with several timeless questions such
as “Who are you?”, “What makes you different from other people?”, “Where do
you belong to?”, and so on. Answering all those kinds of questions seems to be
simple at the beginning, but it requires time and critical thinking as well. The
process of giving responses to those queries is figuring out the personal identity.
Generally, identity is defined as the way people think about themselves, the way
they are viewed by the world, and the characteristics that define them (Jones, 2007).
Personal identity, according to Lustig and Koester (2010), is the unique features of
people, which are perhaps distinct from those of others in their culture and social
groups. Moreover, a person’s identity concept or self-concept, is built on cultural,
social, and personal identities. Besides, social and personal identities are inevitably
connected with cultural identities (Lustig & Koester, 2010); therefore, when
defining myself, I will look into these factors together.
Since I was a kid, my strict grandmother has taken the responsibility to teach me
from the simplest to the most complicated customs and rituals such as the ways to
behave well when talking to elder people, use chopsticks and eat without smacking,
greet properly when meeting someone, dress like a girl, or prepare for the important
days of the family, and most importantly, unquestioningly adhere to whatever the
elder people say, etc. Disobeying, disagreeing, or arguing with parents are
considered immoral behaviors and unacceptable in my community. Gradually, I
grew up and became a teenage girl who is courteous, patient, well-behaved,
obedient, disciplined, whom everyone could see and tell immediately which family
I belong to. I have been so obsessed with the “ideal girl” image created in my
community for many years. Also, my parents believed that they had the right to
made all decisions for me and rarely asked for my opinions because they thought
that they always gave me the best choice, and my grandmother was the one who
supervised my acts, I was under a lot of pressure to behave in such a way that
deserves to their expectations. I always kept trying hard to live up to my family and
relatives' expectations. Not only me but each family member was also in charge of
preserving family traditions, making our ancestors proud so that we could hold our
heads high in our community.
Then, suddenly in the last semester of the 12th grade, I could feel my identity
was changing immensely when I had to decide my direction in my future career
path. At first, my parents, my uncles, and my brothers insisted on somewhat forcing
me to follow in their footsteps. They wanted me to be a policewoman, and they said
that it was a cushy, stable job and could still give a good income for a girl like me.
I, on the contrary, want to be an interpreter, I want to go to many places and explore
the world outside, and pursue my passion. I had never imagined that I could long
for anything in my life so much like this time. I felt my true self emerged intensely
from the inside since it was activated in the circumstance in which my real
characteristics, preferences, and burning desires were oppressed by others, but they
were fighting harshly for coming out. Thus, I told my parents that for all those years
living under the shadow of the obedient, disciplined, so-called good girl in the
other’s eyes, I wanted to be myself and decided my life on my own without anyone's
arrangement. Then I chose my only career aspiration without asking for their
permission. I vividly remember the moment when I handed in my registration paper
and talked to my parents. They were shocked, disappointed, and extremely angry,
particularly my father. He even wanted me to take back the application and rewrite
it. However, I did not give up and kept on fighting for being the real me, and
persuading my family day by day until they understood; consequently, they
accepted “me” at last. I felt that I was changing, and they were, too. They said that
from then on they let me make my own decisions, and I had to be responsible for
myself, but they shall always be my backends. I felt really grateful, and released. I
knew that there will be many challenges which I have to handle by myself from
that moment, but I have unshakable faith in my own decided future.
Melbourne.