Where Does One's Identity Come From?

Everyone has their own identity, but where does one’s identity come from? How does one’s identity impact who they are today? Identity is the part of your soul that controls and transforms your attitude, appearance, outlook upon life, and who you want to be as an individual. To support this knowledge of identity, an interview with my grandmother, Deanna Brown, George Orwell’s classic novel, Animal Farm, and Frank Ticheli’s poem, “Earth Song,” all prove that one’s identity can be formed through peer influences, life experiences, life values, and what you have learned from your life that forms your identity into the person that you are to this day.
Where can one’s identity come from? Anyone’s identity can come from or be influenced by the people
In Frank Ticheli’s poem, “Earth Song,” the author explains how past experience within music have influenced the way he looks upon a very dreadful, dreary world. Evidence from the poem proves this as follows, “The scorched earth cries out in vain: O war and power, you blind and blur, the torn heart cries out in pain. But music and singing have been my refuge, and music and singing shall be my light” (Ticheli). In this selection, Ticheli explains how he sees a world full of pain and darkness that blinds and blurs him from happiness, but because of his experience with music and singing, Ticheli now sees the light and now sees the happiness that the darkness had once blocked him from viewing. Ticheli’s whole outlook on life has changed from his experience of music and singing, allowing his identity to be reformed so that he no longer only sees darkness, pain and grief, but happiness and light. Past experience have also developed and morphed the character, Boxer’s, identity in George Orwell’s, Animal Farm. One of Boxer’s life changing experiences by Orwell, “Nothing could have been achieved without Boxer, whose strength seemed equal to that of all the rest of the animals put together. When the boulder began to slip and the animals cried out in despair at finding themselves dragged down the hill, it was always Boxer who strained himself against the rope and brought the boulder to a stop. To see him toiling up the slope inch by inch, his breath coming fast, the tips of his hoofs clawing at the ground, and his great sides matted with sweat, filled everyone with admiration” (Orwell 61). In this quote, a scene is explained of the animals dragging a large boulder up a hill to be used for creating a windmill and the struggles of carrying the massive rock. Without the horse, Boxer, there to stop the boulder from