Personal Narrative: Growing Up In A Latino Community

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While I do take great pride in my family's culture, I take even greater pride in the fact that I can bring my unique ideas to a school with a latino minority. My mother has always reminded me to be humble, to be myself, but most importantly to never forget where I came from. Having grown up in the inner city of Los Angeles, I was surrounded by undocumented Latinos. As I grew older, I became aware of the limited chances that we latinos have in society. Teenagers in my neighborhood, saw no future in college, turned to the streets for a life of crime. Choosing early on not to succumb to peer pressure and the crime in my gang-infested neighborhood, I wanted a different path. I worked hard at school, participated in sports, joined clubs, and sought

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