Love and Ethnicity.

As I entered the open doors of opportunity on my first day at a new school, faces I'd never seen greeted me - different faces from what I was used to. First, they all belonged to girls (something I was definitely not used to). Second, they were all one color, white. At first, it didn't phase me. I just thought, Hey, it's a different building, different teachers and a different schedule. There must be different …

…them differently. I am glad I have the opportunity to attend my current high school. I am grateful for my teachers and my friends who have taught me many academic lessons, as well as life lessons. I am also glad that I grew up in my much-ridiculed city. I have an exorbitant pride in my city, and would not trade any of my experiences there - not even for a life in a wealthy town.