A Series on Cultural Identity:Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening

This Poem serves my culture identity ‘reasoning’ through my sense of being an American in the truest sense of idealism. Being an American in the sense that while you may see something in one light on a personal light you are able to either see or step into a position to see a multitude of different ways to look at any one thing, the sense of melding of ideas and cultures. This poem reminds me of one of the most ‘cultural’ defining moments of my life. Students who had some type of disability were automatically unable to take part in the AIG programs in the county that I lived in, the school kept a catch to that, while we could not ‘official’ take part we could unofficial take part by completing a number of assignments on our own and the school would place it on our transcripts. So I and a number of my classmates who were ESL students (this is considered a disability at that point) who were spend a recess a week completing these assignments to get this credit. We had to read this poem and analysis the poem for its meaning, literary elements, etc.  I learned that day a few dozen ways to interpret this poem if you based off my fellows ‘home’ cultures but it was the “American” meaning that we all ultimately agreed that was the most interesting; that the poem was about enjoying the nature of the world around us in all its glory, but not forgetting our responsibilities to ourselves and the future that we are heading towards us. We decide that this was the ideal of American beliefs and that Robert was conveying it through physical nature but he implied all ‘natures’ of the world. That sense of connection I had with them in that moment and our one-ness is to me the one moment that I understood why a sense of culture is important.  We are humans and we need a sense of one-ness and connection with our fellow man and a shared culture gives us that.