I have written an essay and I need someone to please write an original introduct

I have written an essay and I need someone to please write an original introduction and conclusion for it. I also need to add in 4 different sources and quotes into my essay if you could please do that. Finally I need the essay to be in APA7 form with a bibliography of the 4 sources. I will put the directions and my essay below.
Personal Identity Reflection 30 points
By researching and studying one’s relationship to eight categories of identity in U.S. society, it is possible for us to gain an appreciation about ourselves as individuals and our many similarities and differences.
First, rank the eight categories (race/ethnicity, gender, religion, sexual orientation, class/socioeconomic status, (dis)ability, language, and one other aspect of your identity that has privileged or marginalized you (such as age, personality, nationality, etc.) from most important to least important in regard to who you are as an individual. Then, write one paragraph for each identity category, critically reflect on each of these eight dimensions and articulate your own values and implicit/explicit biases in terms of your social context, your family background, your relationship to others, and other factors determined by your own circumstances and upbringing. If you do not identify within a certain category, discuss your positionality with respect to that category. For example, if you do not identify with a particular religion or ethnic group, you can simply explain how or why this is the case. Hint: Reference your readings on culture here.
Second, describe your identity as a learner (confident, trouble with writing, hated math, etc.), (TPE 6.2, Introduce). Hint: Reference your readings on culture here.
Third, discuss how your cultural identity and identity as a learner may affect your potential as a teacher (community member, professional in your field). Hint: Reference your readings on multicultural education in this section.
Note: This assignment meets TPE 6.2 (Introduce).
TPE 6.2 Recognize their own values and implicit and explicit biases, the ways in which these values and implicit and explicit biases may positively and negatively affect teaching and learning, and work to mitigate any negative impact on the teaching and learning of students. They exhibit positive dispositions of caring, support, acceptance, and fairness toward all students and families, as well as toward their colleagues.
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Of the eight categories, I connect with my gender identity the most throughout my life. I was born female and am lucky enough to feel connected to the body that I have been given. From birth, I was a girls girl. I was the first-born grandchild, granddaughter, and niece, I was the star of the show! I was always wearing princess dresses, playing with makeup, and loving every second of it. Then my brother was born when I was 4 and he was the complete opposite of me, a boys boy to his core. My family started favoring him over me at a young age and I now notice that my tomboy stage aligns when this was occurring. When I was around the age of 9 I started thinking being girly was a bad thing and rejected my feminine side. All the things I once loved were too girly and dumb. I liked the color blue, long plaid matching shorts with my dad, and wrestling. While I still love some of these things I am in no way a tomboy and quickly grew back to my girly self in middle school. This is a time when I felt the most resentment towards my gender. Puberty hit me hard. I rejected wearing a bra for far too many years which my mother loves to remind me of and cried every time I got my period. I refused to acknowledge my body had changed and was ashamed of it. I felt gross and dirty. I think many women go through a period like this because it’s hard to be a woman and it doesn’t really go away that easily. Once I faced the fact that I had boobs and I was going to have a period every month for many more years things got easier for me. In high school, I experimented with different clothes and makeup. I was trying to find myself and how I wanted to present myself to the world. The attention I got depended on the looks and obviously by being a woman the most liked outfits were usually revealing. I’d say I was dipping into my most feminine era at this time. I was also a varsity cheerleader since I was a freshman, so, I was always hanging out with the girls doing makeup, dancing, and traveling to competitions. This was all super girly but some of my most favorite memories. Now as I reflect on my gender I notice just how influential it has been throughout my whole life. I now just think of it as a beautiful part of who I am. I don’t flaunt being a woman like I did in high school or run away from it like I did as a kid, I just am a woman. There are good and bad parts but I am grateful for my body and what it can do. I also love the feminine freedom I feel as an adult.
Reflecting on my life I feel like my socioeconomic status has had a major impact on my life. I grew up in what they call the Orange County bubble where I had everything I wanted and needed and so did all my friends {from a child’s surface level point of view}. Very cookie-cutter neighborhoods with nice school districts. My mom was a waitress at a fancy steakhouse at night and my dad was a youth pastor on the weekends. Now in 2008, this would not have supported a family of 4 but I was very lucky to have fortunate grandparents. They helped support my mom and bought us our first house in a cute neighborhood in the nice school district. I never knew that I was fortunate financially when I was young. My mom would always tell me “no” with the reasoning that we had to save money so I thought we were always saving money. To my knowledge at the time, my parents also didn’t have great jobs so I thought I was lower than most of my friends but it also didn’t really matter back then. I got whatever I wanted for Christmas but my mom was smart and gave us our few favorites that day and then hid the rest in the closet to give out for good behavior throughout the year. I was lucky to grow up with all my needs met all the time and given everything I could ever want. My mom started working for my grandfather’s company when I was in middle school and we moved to a nicer house in a nicer neighborhood and I was now older and understood that I was from a fortunate family. This embarrassed me a little bit and I didn’t like to have friends over or talk about my things. I got over that once I wanted to have a pool party with my friends one day. So growing up more than financially stable saved me from a lot of hardship that others struggle with and I don’t know how different my life would be without this gift. I am so grateful to have a family with the means to support me. They still support me through school now and spoil me on holidays which is amazing. I still work and go to school but if I didn’t have an upper middle class family my life would look very different. I have a lot of appreciation for my socioeconomic status and know that it has made me so lucky.
I would say that I had a very religious upbringing which has influenced me more than I’d like to admit. My dad was a youth pastor when I was a child. This meant church every Sunday, church group twice a week, and youth nights on Wednesdays and that is not including the summer, winter, and spring break church camps. My family was Christian and practiced the religion actively. We read the bible and prayed before meals and bed. Being a pastor’s daughter was the best to me as a child. Everyone at church knew who I was and loved my dad which I thought was so cool. I got to go to the hidden spots and become friends with the cool youth leaders. This was just the life I knew and I believed in it wholeheartedly. I learned all the books of the bible, sang worship on stage, and was in the yearly Christmas play. I looked forward to camps all year and had the best time. Then I got older and into middle school and this religion stuff got a little more serious. I started to have to journal and really think about these lessons we were discussing at church and naturally I had some questions. So when my dad asked me if I would get baptized I said no, and then no, and no again until he finally asked me why when I was about 11. I told him that being baptized means that I believe in God 100% and that he is true and absolute. Saying 100% to this means saying 100% no to everything else out there. I was learning about all these other cultures and religions in middle school and thought they were all so cool and could also totally be real. This meant I would not be baptized and my father hated it. This caused fights and tension for a long time. Once I got older and gained more freedom I stopped going to the now-forced Sunday church, the Wednesday night youth group, and no more church camps. I have not been invested in church since. My father has since now retired and church has faded out of my entire family’s lives. We only attend now for holidays like Christmas or Easter. I think that being forced into religion so young made me rebel against it which in the end made me very open-minded religiously. I may not have a religious aspect of my life now I am open to the future and have respect for my past. Being involved in the Christian church so young definitely helped shape some of my values and who I am as a person so I am grateful for my memories from that time.
I chose language next because I am a very emotional person. Language is one of the first things you learn as a child. You start to try to talk before you try to walk. Language is how we communicate and express ourselves. I have always been a very emotional person and as a child, there was an attempt to push this out of me. I need to suck it up and move on. In reality, I just had parents who didn’t want to deal with a crying child and shut them down out of laziness. Because of this, I had to learn how to regulate my emotions and communicate better to get what I wanted which was very hard to learn. I always felt so outcasted and silenced. Language became very important to me because not being able to use it at home was making me very sad. I got very depressed as an adolescent and started going to therapy. This really forced me to talk about my emotions. In these emotional times as I got older I always talked to someone about it. My struggles became easier by talking through them and feeling supported. Language is a tool and a gift. Being able to share who I am and express how I am feeling is part of everyday life and this makes it very important to me.
I believe that where a person grows up is also very important to who they become. I was raised in a subran surf town called, Huntington beach, California. I went to school with the same friends until I graduated and am still friends with them today. Huntington beach is a primarily middle to upper-class town. I grew up with two parents who are still married and this wasn’t uncommon for those around me. I knew few who had divorced parents when I was young. It was a very sheltered and conservative town growing up. I didn’t know really anything about the world besides the “Orange County bubble” that I lived in. Things move kind of slowly here. People love the beach and hanging out with friends and family. People do their work and relax. The town is beautiful and has so much to offer. It provided me with a great childhood and nice home but as I get older I realize it gave me a jaded way of looking at the world. I grew my appreciation for where I live around middle school when I began to not only learn but truly understand how lucky I was to live In Huntington beach. Not everyone gets field trip walks to the beach at school and has friends you bike around town with. And far worse examples but I am lucky enough to call this place home and I feel connected to it. I have traveled and seen the world and have loved every second of this but my home is Huntington Beach. I am moving back there in January and I can’t wait to come back with the knowledge I have gained from being away. Location has helped mold me into the person I am.
My sexual orientation has had more of a smaller impact on who I am. Being that I come from a conservative sheltered background I didn’t really know about sexual orientations. I knew that boys liked girls and girls liked boys but nothing beyond that. The stories at church followed this, all the tv shows and movies I watched also showed this, and this was reenforced at home with my straight-married parents. I didn’t learn about being gay until I was at least 10 years old and I had never even really thought about it. I remember Clay Akon coming out was a big deal and that jogging a spark in my curiosity. I also grew up in a time when using gay as a negative term was used all the time in middle school. I remember the boys always calling each other the f slur and girls being so upset over being called lesbian for being close with their best friend. I was also very reserved and never talked about my crushes and my mom would also make comments about me liking girls because I never talked about boys. Atomatically this meant I was lesbian obviously. All this made me view being gay as negative so I had to be straight. The narrative around being queer shifted while I was in high school and support began picking up speed for the LGBTQ community. The negativity around it began to stop being spread around me and people I knew began coming out. This made me curious and question myself for a while. Learning about bisexuals changed my relationship with my sexuality. I was always curious about girls but knew I wasn’t lesbian and was also scared about what would happen if I explored that curiosity because of all the surrounding negativity. Learning it was okay to like both made me feel seen and not so weird. I am still uncomfortable with my sexual orientation and don’t really talk about it probably because of my upbringing but learning that there is more out there than what you know is awesome. So my sexual orientation didn’t become a part of my life until more recent years as an older teen but I still respect that it’s apart of me.
The impact that race has had on my life has been crucial. I grew up in a primarily white area. I went to school with people who looked like me, to church, and to sports. Race was never really talked about. I never heard other races being talked about negatively or knew what racism was. Being from California I also grew up with many Hispanic families. I was around Spanish and thought that it was so cool to speak another language. There were not many African American students that I grew up with being that the town was not very diverse. There was also a small population of Asian students as well but the majority were white. We began learning about so many different cultures, religions, and histories in middle school and race began to have importance in my life. Learning the history of America made me see things differently. Growing older also makes you wiser and understanding race is complex. I now know that being white has given me a certain privilege and it is good to be mindful of it. I can also be active and support the struggling communities around me. I can keep myself educated and help educate those around me too. Race is very important to everyone. The only disconnect I have with my race is that I don’t feel connected to any sort of culture. I know that I am white and that is all. I don’t know where my family is from or what traditions they used to have. I think it is beautiful when someone is connected to their culture and celebrates it. If I had more connection to where I come from and more knowledge surrounding it maybe I would feel more impact from race.
I have been fortunate to be born healthy with a healthy family who have all stayed healthy. No one I have immediately known has struggled with any physical health disabilities. It is important to be mindful of those who struggle with disabilities by making the world easier for them to live in. For example don’t block sidewalk ramps and throw your trash away so it doesn’t get in anyone’s way. I have however been exposed to mental disabilities. My dad is dyslexic and has ADHD which was then both passed down to my brother. This was never seen as a big deal to me when I was young. My brother took his medication before school, had tutors, and had a lot more leniency with grades. I was a “gifted child” and was expected to get fantastic grades with no help and a lot of criticism. As I got older my “gift” faded and my grades slipped along with my mental health. I have struggled with depression and anxiety for my whole life and it gets in the way of life sometimes and makes me understand that people need mental health days. I know now that I also had ADHD as a child just presented it differently than my brother. This is what helped me earn the “gifted” title. So I didn’t even know how much a disability impacted my life until I was an adult. I can’t help but think about how different I could have been if I had been diagnosed younger and had been provided the proper care. Knowing I also have ADHD makes me feel more understood and grounded.
I have always been considered a daydreamer. I have used my imagination and creativity throughout my education as a tool. I excelled at every art project, was apart of every song, and loved every dance. Every time the arts were incorporated into my learning experience I did well. However, I have never been the best at Math. It is very strict and logical that my brain has a hard time understanding. This has caused me to hate math. I have more fondness for science because experiments were always fun. When it came down to formulas and equations though I struggled. I don’t find interest in these topics so I have had a hard time learning them through out school. I have always had a love-hate relationship with history. Similar to formulas I had a hard time remembering the exact dates of what happened. I enjoyed hearing the stories of the past like a child likes to read fairy tales. It was interesting and something that could pique my imagination so I did fairly well. My favorite has always been English. I loved when it was time to write. I could write stories all day and do really well. I enjoyed the quiet reading and then discussing characters. It always came easier to me. Even the not-so-fun parts like spelling and grammar were always more natural to me. Again, my best was when art was incorporated. English, Art, and History have always gone hand and hand with me because they can all be incorporated together. I also excelled in physical education. I did competitive cheerleading outside of school and enjoyed being active. I liked being good and competing and would get my energy out during these times. It was fun when teachers would include intellectual education by asking school questions while playing a physical education game. I feel that helped me learn and want to learn. So I would say I am a hands on or visual learner. I love making things and learn by doing whether is being mental or physical. I have to actually do it and fail until I learn to do it right. I’d say I can also be a visual learner because I can also focus really well on videos. I can watch a movie and comprehend it well and summorize what I have watched. I think that know and understanding how I learn the best is important to being a good student and eventually teacher.
I believe that my identity as a learner will help me be a creative teacher. I am not one who thinks in straight lines but I know that there are people who do. I also know that incorporating the arts into childrens education helps with so much development mentally for all children. It also encourages students to express themselves and teachers to get to know their students better. I know that I excelled when art was in the classroom so I am going to get creative and bring art into lessons that are a little out of the box. Im going to bring dancing into learning math, and painting to represent history, and poems to write about science. Incorporating different activities that bring out strengths in all different learning styles helps the children learn to be wellroundned understanding peers. I am excited to be able to express my own creativity in my classroom one day and see what creations my students can come up with.