Describe The World You Come From Analysis

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Describe the world you come from — for example, your family, community or school — and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations.

At the age of 4 I began to notice I wasn’t the same as other kids. Not the same because of my background, my race, religion, my looks and lifestyle. I grew up in barrio Logan, a scary place in San Diego. I never found it to be very scary but just a bit. It's a neighborhood with mainly Latinos that strongly believed the "thug life" was for them. In the local parks you could find knives and needles on the playground, trash everywhere and abandoned houses. The crazy thing about growing up in Barrio Logan was that kids were very snobby and mean. I was more scared of the kids then hearing the gunshots at
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At the time my older sister was 4 and my older brother was 15. I grew up without a father figure in my life. Simply because of that I was considered different. Starting kindergarten was the worst day of my life. I remember getting up early and my mom braiding my hair making sure not one piece of hair was out. On my way to my first day of kindergarten my mom gave me a nice pep talk. She said "Elvira a las 2 voy a venir por ti, vas a jugar con muchos niños! Y puedes comer mucha comida." What 5 year old doesn't like to eat a lot? I was so excited. But as soon as we got there and I saw my mom walk away, I couldn't help but feel abandoned. I began to cry and scream out for her to come back and not leave me. I felt so upset and disappointed in myself not my mom. Why? I strongly believed she left me like my dad left me and I was the only person to blame. Growing up was hard for me. I could never do anything right. I had a hard time reading and spelling, kids made fun of me and would say "she's so stupid because she doesn't have a dad." So I believed it. I never told my mom or any family member I was bullied because I knew it would hurt them more than it hurts me.

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