Personal Narrative: I Am African American

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I am who I am. I am African American and I am proud of my ethnicity. I would not be the person I am today without embracing my heritage. I have lived in predominantly white areas almost my entire life. This is a stark contrast to the small town I was born in Albany, Georgia. As a young kid I was surrounded by blacks until I moved to Pennsylvania for second grade. It was hard for me to adjust to the environment. All the kids looked at me as if I was an outsider, my accent was bizarre to them, and especially the way I dressed was uncomfortable for them. I grew up with hairbows in my hair, but the second I went to school in Pennsylvania the kids made fun of my hairbows. I felt such confusion as I was surrounded by little girls with beads and bows