Professional Documents
Culture Documents
What is culture? The definition of culture is “the customary beliefs, social forms, and
(Merriam-Webster 2019). That seems pretty vague based on everything we have learned this
semester. There is so much more that makes up culture. Culture is different for every person,
every household, every community, every state and even every country, and it’s constantly
changing and transforming as time passes. Back in 1871, Edward Burnett Tylor defined culture in
his book Primitive Culture as “Culture or civilization, taken in its ethnographic sense, is that
complex whole which includes knowledge, beliefs, art, morals, law, custom and any other
capabilities and habits acquired by man as a member of society.” (Brown, Gonzalez and
McIlwaraith 2017, 7). This sounds better on expanding what culture is. But what does culture
mean to me?
Culture to me takes everything around a person, their language, their beliefs, their
attitudes, the traditions they’ve learned, the way they think and how they implement all of that
into the world. Every person has a part in creating the culture around them. And that is a
beautiful thing. All those different cultures coming together to create an even bigger culture.
Blending different beliefs and traditions and languages through diffusion makes us a more
diverse world. I can’t imagine living in a world where everyone was the same. Had the same
thoughts, same beliefs, the same attitudes towards everything around them. That would make
this world a very boring place, and probably one without many advances. We could still be living
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in the stone-age without people challenging other people’s beliefs. So how do I contribute to the
Every household has their own culture. I come from a nuclear family. My parents met,
they got married and had three kids. My dad is the strong, handy, masculine man. My mom is
the nurturing, skillful, feminine woman. Growing up I knew my dad would always fix all the things
and my mom would cook me dinner. So where do I fall into this family? I’m the baby of the
family so if you ask my siblings I’m the spoiled one. Growing up my parents taught us right from
wrong, how to have manners and show respect to others. We’ve all heard the saying “treat
others the way you want to be treated.” These were all values that my parents had been taught
and were passing onto their children. Based on these values I was taught I went forth into the
world showing respect to people, had manners and thought I knew right from wrong. But what is
What is right for one person can be wrong to another person, based on their culture and
what they have been taught. Some people address others with Sir or Ma’am, to them this shows
respect for that person. In some cultures that is not the case. There are specific names and titles
to be used when it comes to different people and who those people are to you. When we
learned about different kinships and patterns of descent, we learned that in some cultures they
only focus on the patriarchal line of descent (Brown, Gonzalez and McIlwaraith 2017, 179-184).
This determines who is deemed “important” in that family line. Same goes for matriarchal lines.
For me I have aunts, uncles and cousins. In other cultures aunts are referred to as mothers and
uncles can be referred to as fathers. It’s all based on what we are taught and what beliefs we
have when it comes to family and the roles that each person plays in that family.
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Growing up in Utah there is a stigma that everyone is part of The Church of Jesus Christ
of Latter Day Saints. And for a moment I was. Talk about having certain beliefs and values and
traits to follow. I went to church from the time I was 11 to around the age of 14. All my friends
went to church and so I started going to. I was the only person in my family to go, my dad walked
away from the church when he was young and my mother was raised Catholic. I tried to follow
all the standards set unto me by the church, even though I didn’t necessarily believe or
understand most of them. Looking back I think I was only going because it was an excuse to go
do all the activities with my friends. It wasn’t until I was sitting in Sunday school and the teacher
told me that my whole family was going to go to hell and my mother was going to burn down
there because she was raised Catholic that I decided this particular culture was not for me. I
mean how come just because my family didn’t go to church that meant they were bad?
Another culture I never saw myself entering was that of high school and being a
cheerleader. I had danced for most of my life but cheer is its own ballgame. I only tried out
because my sister was a cheerleader and I wanted to be just like her. When most people think of
cheerleaders they think of catty stupid girls. I mean that’s what I thought about them. Once I
entered into that world I saw that it was just that, but different. The girls were catty but we were
not stupid. I struggled to fit into this world because my parents had always taught me to be kind
to everyone so even though it wasn’t “cool” to talk to the band geeks, or the punk kids I talked to
everyone. The lunchroom was the perfect place to go to see all the different “groups” or
“cultures” of high school. Everyone was broken off into sections based on what they were into.
No one mixed. This kept us pretty separated and all I could think was, please don’t let this be
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how the world works. I thought who I chose to be in high school would define me for the rest of
Once I got out of high school I realized the world is huge and who I was in high school
didn’t matter. I could be anyone I wanted to be. The next culture I found myself in came with the
relationship I got in to. He was really into comic books and video games and super heroes. I
found myself taking all that on and becoming a “comic book nerd”. We went to comic con and
saw every Marvel movie there was and I knew all the back stories to all the super heroes. My
family always made fun of us because that was something we really enjoyed and they couldn’t
see the appeal to it. The comic book world is its own culture. It takes a special kind of “nerd” to
love it. I was in this world for a few years and now I’m not and I can see how unique it is.
The biggest culture I am in now is that of the work office culture. I have to dress nice and
professional each day. Wear heels and skirts when I would rather be wearing leggings and boots.
You have to act and present yourself in a certain way when at the office. I refrain from being my
complete goofy self because that wouldn’t be “appropriate” in the work place. I still try and bring
that side out in the decorations at my desk, I have Legos and unicorns and a board I put a
different joke on each day, trying to bring some life into the office and not make it so serious.
We spend so much of our week at the office why not make it fun and light when we can. I have
found that most people really appreciate my silly dad jokes on my board, people will walk by
each day just to read them. It helps us all be a little playful in a world that is so serious.
The last culture I find myself in is the gym culture. There, people dress a certain way and
most are at the gym to get a workout in. There are the few people that just walk around and
take selfies and are on their phones the whole time, but for the most part people are there to
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get a sweat on. There are a lot of different groups within the gym culture. There are the
“meatheads” that are all muscle, the people that are overweight and are working their butts off
to get to a healthy place, and the average people that are there to maintain. Even though we are
all at the gym, just like high school people are separate, the meatheads don’t interact with the
overweight people. I have no problem going up to them and asking if I’m doing a workout
correct or not because I know that they are some of the best people to ask. I can’t wait to see
what new group shows up once the new-year starts, and how long those new people last.
Each culture has something unique about it that is a part of that culture. With the church
culture I was in there are a lot of things that can symbolize that culture, even the church building
itself is a material part of that culture. In The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints the Book
of Mormon is a huge part of that religion. I remember when I got baptize I got my own special
book with my name is gold on it and I thought I was so special and grown up. I finally had my
own book to read out of in class and I could follow along with what my teacher was talking
about. I never got this far into the religion but garments are another part of the LDS religion that
is very important to its members. Every small thing has huge significance in religion.
In the office work culture the attire that is worn is material culture. For me in an office
setting heels and skirts and blouses is huge. But if I worked in a warehouse I would look pretty
silly with that attire on. Each job has a unique attire that is worn. I know when I worked in a
warehouse steel toed boots were required along with our work uniform. When I worked at a
daycare we had smocks we had to wear. Even now as a state employee our identification badges
are material and a part of that culture, it allows us access to our work building.
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Every culture is unique in its own way, and I impact all of them even if I don’t think I do.
By just participating I’m impacting it. I take in everything that I have learned from each culture
and cross them into the other cultures I’m in. Even now I bring some of the nerdy comic love I
still have into my office decorations. There are multiple people in my office that all workout so
we talk about what workouts we do on lunch breaks. All this leads to cultures getting mixed and
expanded and we start to create new cultures that will continue to grow, which is what culture
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Bibliography
Brown, Nina, González Laura Tubelle de, and Thomas McIlwraith. Perspectives: an Open
Invitation to Cultural Anthropology. Arlington, VA: American Anthropological Association,
2017.
webster.com/dictionary/culture.