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Sheleta Thomas-Personal Narrative
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Why am I here? Lots of reasons. I feel like I am in a parked car and I am stuck in

neutral and can't move, and when I do it’s not good enough I've been to these

technology schools and have graduated. But the form of Degree there was not

good enough to enhance my pay at jobs, or didn’t have enough experience for

other jobs. I feel bound by my age. I feel I'm too old to be here wish I had finish

college earlier in life, right out of high school (my opinion). Now I'm a single mom

trying to provide for her (and me). I want more. I'm not selfish! I want to be better

than I am. I know with God ordering my steps that will happen.

WE ALL SAY IT: IF I HAD KNOWN THEN WHAT I KNOW NOW!!

I was always told coming up that if we
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