Personal Narrative: Aha !

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I'm intrigued by the minds of creative thinkers. There's nothing more satisfying than seeing that "Aha!" look on someone's face. To simply hear the wide variety of interpretations and opinions coming from people's mouths shows innovative thinking at work.
In my first-year of multimedia, I immediately got tossed into a variety of diverse perspectives. Every person comes from a different background, a different culture, and a different story. I came to the realization that the moment you put these people together, it results in a beautiful and creative mesh that challenges the situation at hand. Here, my class developed its own culture. Throughout our 4 years of high school, we have evolved with each other to discover our weaknesses and strengths.

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