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Personal Narrative: African People's Action School
I was four years old when I began attending a private, independent school in my city called African People’s Action School (or APAS for short). I attended for the next five years of my life, learning African history, building character, and becoming a future leader. My family at APAS were the first people, aside from my parents, to teach me valuable life lessons. There, I learned what it meant to be resilient, honest, and respectful. Unfortunately, in 2007, APAS was shut down due to a decline in funding. Some of the relationships that I built, the people that I called my family, are no longer prominent in my life, however, the morals they taught me are. I went to many more independent schools between the years of 2008 and 2011, until I landed

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