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Personal Narrative: High School And Israelites
The Israelites and I are different but the same. They both had someone to guide them like my mom or Moses. The Israelites also doubted Moses which I will never doubt my mom. They had a set of goals just like mine and we both started the same. They started by being free ,then they went to the desert for forty years. That was my experience starting by changing scenery to a private middle school then reaching high school. During the forty years the put their life under perspective and so did I ,during my high school years. We both have to wait to get to our promise land in this case I wait four years and the waited forty years. All the supplies Moses provided for them are the same ones I was provided by my mom. The Israelites were punished for

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