CAN SOMETHING DEFINE YOU?

When you think of your identity is something that doesn’t come as a rapid answer or concept. It is something that encompasses a whole lifetime of experiences, memories, and journeys. Identity is a concept that is so well built into the core of our minds, all of having a unique way of feeling and point of view. As humans, we relate certain objects of our past and mark them with memories or a certain experience that mark your life. For me is hard talking about my identity, because of it not easy to express and it doesn’t have a straight answer. In my childhood, I was a very controlled kid. Didn’t cause too much trouble, always followed important rules and always was in my very own world. In plain words, I didn’t do much. I always played with Legos or watch Disney or Cartoon Network on the TV. In those early years, I was like a child tinkerer. Anything I saw on the floor or near my reach, I always took it to my room and disassemble it, I wanted to know what that thing was. I always had an immense curiosity on any topic, especially related to technology. Any electrical, mechanical or construction topic was like sweet singing to my ears.

When little I wanted to be an engineer and form my identity around it. Thinking now, I thought I didn’t have any object left tied to my childhood until I stumbled to a 101 Dalmatians comforter, and suddenly the memories poured in. I felt like I was a child again. That object, simple in its use. Reminded me of the time I passed with my grandmother and how she always was there to tuck me in at night and I loved that conformer. Is funny how when you grow up, your childhood becomes like a shadow that can’t be seen that clearly. At the moment I could believe I still had it and that it has survived so much. Although it needs some sewing and a little re-stuffing.

That simple but yet complicated object meant so much in my mind. I can say that the two major objects that define my identity is the comforter, that reminds me of my childhood; and technology, that is going to be my future. I also remember the first laptop that I had, it was an HP Pavilion with a camera and printer combo. You don’t see that type of packages this days. Even now I still have the comforter and technology is not going anywhere soon. It’s good to know I haven’t drift off my mentality from I were a child. Thinking about the Hair chronicles by Tabatha Rowley, childhood experiences really do play an action in our identity building, for her it was her hair and ho changing the form, shape or color affected her mood and also relayed different messages. For her Hair was a big role in her life and a way to express her most inner thoughts. Although she had a rough childhood and teenage years, that didn’t stop her. Technology for me, plays a big part in my identity, even when I was a child I always wanted to know how things worked and now I still have that type of mentality.