Moving to Chicago and Learning to Negate Stereotypes

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The blaring noise of taxicabs and buses honking their horns at each other woke me. I looked around in awe, still blinking the sleep in my eyes away. The sheer number of people was astounding, and the noise! This was not Bowling Green, Kentucky. I finally realized that we had arrived to Chicago, the Windy City.

It was during the summer of 2005. My family and I were going to move from Bowling Green, Kentucky, a small town in the Bluegrass State. My dad had secured a new job in the large city of Chicago. As you can imagine, I was not too pleased with this new development, even though it would be quite exciting. After all, no one likes to move to new places or go through considerable changes. Furthermore, it was summer, school didn’t start until August, and life was really peaceful and likeable in the “country.” I had made many friends during the two years my family had lived in Kentucky, and I was content with my life there, and I remember when we first drove into Chicago. All the clamor from the taxicabs and buses grated in my ears, and the sheer number of people walking along the s...

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