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Personal Narrative: My Journey To Hawaii
When I was just a baby, I left the place where I was born. Hawaii. A beautiful place yet I had to leave and move to a small cow infested town named Hanford. But living in the small community of Hanford, California has made me want to strive to do better for myself and my family in the future.

Born in Honolulu ,Hawaii on the island of Oahu, I lived there for two and a half years. At almost three years old I moved to a small town in the San Joaquin Valley; Hanford, California. I've grown up in a nice home in a well located area in Hanford. But growing up in Hanford I know only what I have seen here and learned about from inside the community. I didn't know much about Hawaii besides being born there and that my grandparents live there. But years later in the summer of 2014, I took a trip to back to the islands of Hawaii. …show more content…
But once I arrived during that summer I immediately knew that I have missed out on so much. I stayed at my grandma's house the entire time there. We had heard story after story of my dad and her living their interesting lives. We later drove around the island and went to places that were so beautiful and had such amazing food. Once the day came for departure from the islands, I didn't want to go. But coming back to Hanford after learning so much has made a mindset of mine that I want to go to college in
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