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Personal Narrative: Finding My Identity
A significant challenge is that I have faced is finding my own identity and to choose what I want in life. There are million ways to learn about myself from going through the process of becoming who I want to be. I was born deaf, my family thought that I was hearing until the age of two. At the time, my parents decided to take up American Sign Language classes to learn to communicate with me. Until the age of six, I received a Cochlear Implant. During that time, I went to a mainstream school, where I stopped signing. After all the years have passed by, I heard that there was a Deaf program at Camden County College where they provide deaf services there. After two short years since I went to CCC, I participate the Deaf events such as Deaf Night

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