Personal Narrative: My Economic Class And Race

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While we were completing the activity during class, I noticed myself contemplating past events and all the moments in life that have brought me where I am today. At first, I was scared to step forward or back because I did not want to be judge by my fellow peers and thought it wouldn’t matter if I moved or not. However, after the first couple of questions I decided to answer honestly and noticed how much I have been discriminated in my life due to my economic class and race.
Growing up in my household, my family never had enough money to afford luxurious goods such as designer brand clothing and the newest technological items. At times, we didn’t even have enough money to afford crucial necessities such as food and basic school supplies.

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