1. MY LIFE
In the white, middle class America has passed its beliefs onto me of the security of living in a nice house and there was always food on the table for every meal. Even though most of the times it was not what I wanted to eat, it still kept me away from the hunger of less fortunate people. ... When my grandparents would take my sister and I to New York City to see a show we would have to drive through the primarily black and Puerto Rican communities of the Bronx. ... Now that I am older and I think a little wiser, I feel more able to communicate with all people although that tendency to pre-...
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