Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Culture Shock and Diversity.


Here's a little introduction to why i chose this topic :
So all my life i have gone to this little bitty school called South Davidson in this itty bitty town called Denton. People think i exaggerate when I say i went to a tiny school, but it honestly was tiny. I graduated with only 91 other seniors, the entire high school only had 400 and some people, and my high school was connected to my middle school. I was never exposed to different races where i'm from. Our school was very non-diverse, we all liked huntin, muddin, wearin our cowboy boots and carryin our southern accents with pride lol.  Everyone knew everything about everyone. My house was in the country part of the town.There are woods surrounding my house and entire neighborhood. I have always been able to ride my bike in the middle of the street without my parents having to worry about me. It was a very safe place for kids, i don't think i ever heard of a robbery being committed in our town  in my 16 years of living there.

When i came to visit this school, needless to say, i was completely blown away with all the buildings and sounds that i was not used to hearing all the time. I met people who thought my accent was funny. They all told me about how big their schools were and how long it took for their graduation ceremony and said i was lucky to have such a small school but how weird it was. When i met my roommates on move it day i was shocked at their northern accents because id never heard one before. They laughed when i called carts "buggies" at walmart and when i asked them if they had ever been muddin they just looked at me like i was crazy. My first night at the college was a difficult one for me, i heard cop cars and ambulances all night, something that i had never had to endure before. And on my way to classes, i just felt everyone tried to be as anti- social as possible, im not that type of person. I like to say hey to people when i see them, i think its just natural haha. I was homesick for the first month and a half i would say. But then i got out and started to meet people in my classes and around campus and i figured out that people weren't as anti social and we had more in common than what i thought, i just had to get out of my comfort zone and put an effort forth to meet them.

I think my point of this blog was to show that, no matter how different we are and how different we grew up, we can all connect in one way or another, we just have to make an effort.

4 comments:

  1. I wanna go mud din and were there only white people in your school, I've been to an all black school before so i know how change feels

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    1. yes there were only white people at my school. but its very easy to find a mud pit pretty much anywhere. I go muddin on a fourwheeler cause in a jeep you don't tend to get as muddy... whats the point? ya know lol (:

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  2. I grew up in a town very similar to yours my first few years of life. When my mom moved us to Charlotte I was amazed at what all I saw but I was also overwhelmed with fear. Even though I've been in a big ol' city for ten years now I will always be that small town, down home, southern girl.

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  3. i guess it was weird cause i've always liked the city even though i'm a beach kid

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