Diversity In High Schools: A Conceptual Analysis

It was during the end of fifth grade year that everything changed for me, I no longer was that outgoing person my friends had once known, but the girl who isolated herself in silence all because her mother left. Even though, I had my grandparents around I still felt unloved. After multiple times I eventually pushed away the friends I had making them strangers. No one understood the pain I felt and how could they since I never spoke? It’s not like my mom died but it might have been better off if she had, because the reoccurrence of her in and out of my life did me no good. She made it hard for me to concentrate while she was away and hard to be around when she came back, trying to return to who I was before she left when she did again seemed impossible. …show more content…
Eighth grade slowly got better when my mom left again and for about a year I was doing just fine until I learned that we had to move to a place where all was unfamiliar beginning chaos again. For six months I lived in a gated community surrounded by only two who I called family. Even though it seemed like forever eventually high school started and my mind just blew up. One color surrounded me and a different curriculum was presented to me, stuck up kids and teacher stood before me, and the meaning of diversity didn’t seem to be known by the plain people who were before me. The joys of culture were absent and I felt as a puny ant before they were stepped on by a foot. I had to adjust myself to a place I never thought I would be and immediately hated. The worst had not even started after a year I finally accepted change and was able to think again no longer seeing just the bad but the good in it. By the end of that year disaster struck at my step again it was my mom. The same person that took her away from me, showed her the same kindness she gave to me and brought her back to me and the cycle began