Growing up I was always different than the rest of the children my age in one way. I was adopted from Korea before I was even born. Where my adopted family calls home is Weedville, Pennsylvania. It is the farthest from being a city, as the town population is about 300 people give or take a few people. It isn’t exactly a diverse area in terms of cultures. Today there still are no other Koreans, I believe there are no blacks, or Mexicans for that matter. It seemed that throughout elementary school I had to try extra hard to fit in and make friends. I recall my first day of kindergarten; I was so excited to finally be around other children for extended periods. After a week I no longer wanted to come. As horrible as it sounds the children in kindergarten did look at me as different.
Throughout elementary school I did manage to make some close friends, many of which I’m still in contact with today. After I got over the initial shock of being different there were friendly children my age after all. My parents really did do everything in their power to help me fit in. I remember always having nice clothes, and being involved in any activity I desired. They did... [continues]
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