Personal Narrative: Moving To The Border

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Ever since I can remember, my life has always been filled with culture. From multiple quincerias to every dinner having a side of beans and rice. However, I wouldn’t change it for the world because thanks to my distance to the border, it has made a large part of who I am.
Growing up, I remember I would always been teased for how close I lived to the border; that I could walk to the border, and if I kicked my ball over my fence, it would land in the Rio Grande River. Besides growing up very close to the border, I believe I had a normal life. I grew up in a normal house, on a normal street, and had normal neighbors. Besides the normalcy of my neighborhood, my mother and father believed that I still needed to learn about my culture.
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