Personal Narrative: The Real Root Of America

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“What they heck a festival or something, but very interesting to me. They had music and they were dancing and the uh uh old old people I mean I'm old but they those were really old like 80s or 90s people that for sure were in those war that you guys studying. And see them dancing and smiling and man some people that were doing rapping and to see that I told my kids I looked at my kids and I start looking. I said I might not come back. I didn't say that but it thought shit I might I not even come back from this war it's a very sad feeling when your like this is the last day i'm going to see you. And this might be it so it's something like a man on medication so if i was talking like this i would be crying. Hysterically crazy. It's normal. A normal stage of mine. …show more content…
And it was something I told my kids. “You know? This is why I'm going to the military. To see freedom in America.” You know I told my kids to remember these guys remember them it. It is so nice to see people like this free on the streets and have them free to have a festival like this and to dance and survive. This, this is the real root of America. Even though we come from different backgrounds and different countries and parents from different countries and we complain something's about our country because we don't have the same milk or we don't have same vegetables from other counties or maybe we have different weathers. Different

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