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I was born on May 5, 1997 in The Northwest Hospital. I was born into a caring and loving family. My dad’s name is Timothy and my mother’s name is Joanne. I don’t remember much when I was a little girl but I always remember my family being a little different. When I was very little, around 5 months old, my father had a stroke that paralyzed his left side. This changed his whole life but also impacted mine. I don’t remember my dad being healthy. I have always seen him walking with a cane and needing a brace around his leg to support himself. I remember him falling and having seizures every so often. As a little girl this scared me because I had no idea what was happening. All I could see was someone hurting and I didn’t know what to do about it. I was a very scared little girl. For as long as I can remember I have always been a very shy and quite person. I am an only child and there weren’t that many kids in the neighborhood, so when I was younger I would play by myself. Since I played alone with stuffed animals and fake cash registers, I never learned how to be outgoing and talkative as a little girl. I didn’t learn great …show more content…
I learned more about who I am because of history class and my parents. I am Asian American. My father is Caucasian and my mother is Asian. I am not as dark as other Asian Americans but I do have features that represent my heritage. I am Japanese to make things easy but being more specific I am actually Okinawan, which is an island of Japan. Okinawans have different features than Japanese people. The have thicker hair and a more build body. I have a mixture of a Japanese and a Polynesian body. I really enjoyed being different from other people. My school was mostly white so there was not much diversity. But many of the white kids hung out with the white kids. It was very racially sectioned which made it hard to learn about other people’s culture and

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