Personal Narrative: My Response To My Palate

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As I mentioned earlier in one of the other responses, I was born with a cleft palate in rural northern China, a place where medical help for me was rare. When I was 4, a group of European doctors who were traveling around the rural areas of China and helping those in need did surgery on my lip. A few years later, I was adopted by my current parents, who brought me to America where I received more surgery for my palate. The first few years of my life, I could only make sounds but now I can talk thanks to surgeries and the work of speech therapists. My life has been shaped and changed by the medical field for the better. Thanks to them, I can live like any other person. But the people who started it all were the ones who fixed my lip back in

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