Personal Narrative: Born And Raise In Panama

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It is said that experiences make who we are, but I also think that experiences lead us to take and discover roads which probably we would have never considered pursuing if we hadn't had those experiences---this is my case. Born and raise in Panama---The Bridge and heart of the Americas--- I had the opportunity or fate to live through some interesting historical episodes: On December 20th, 1989, I was thirteen years old when I woke up to a surprising discovery that Panama has been invaded, or liberated from Noriega. I did not quite understand what this meant. The only thing I remember is seeing U.S. military soldiers in the front yard of my home, carrying weapons and directing my family and me to go inside our home, and the fear and confusion

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