... , green eyed- fair skin white girl. However, many times when they have actually learned that I am half Peruvian and half Swiss they joke about my countries being full of Indians and another just as a cheese factory. One could see it as ignorance and jealousy, I for the most part have never let it ... from Europe, I get to feel a little bit of both whenever I want down here. I am so proud of myself for having all I have done. I speak three languages fluently, have a good GPA, I am part of honor societies and I am a healthy and happy adolescent. I have been through so much, traveling from ...

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... a friendship with. I was the only one from the South, so I was bestowed the nickname "Country." It felt very strange to be around others who where not from the South because I am used to southern hospitality, and being respected without having to know a person. Despite our differences, I got to know and really connect with two girls from California, two girls from New ... from events held in the Forum. Unfortunately nobody in our group received an award. Despite our group not winning any awards, that did not damper the spirit of the dance. I am not the dancing type, so I sat in the corn...

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... with new people and created new friendships. Today, I have experienced things that would not be possible if I did not relocate ranging from youth group mission trips to being the Chuck E Cheese mouse. The change in lifestyles created a positive change within me. It made me realize my inner strength and gave me the confidence to dive head on into opportunities and challenges ... environment, where freedom of choice is the norm and not a privilege. This past summer, I returned to South Africa where I visited friends, family, and old classmates. I discovered that I am better prepared to fa...

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... two states away. I was devastated to think that I would be separated from the woman that was at the center of my world. I wouldn't be coming "home " to my favorite grilled cheese sandwiches anymore. So I lived with my gram that summer. We were partners in crime. She taught me how to ride a bike. We would swim every day, taking breaks to eat ... because she was the only one who knew how to handle me. She was the one person who I would never disrespect. This woman almost single-handedly has made me who I am today. She has guided me and taught me from the very beginning. She taught me all ...

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... now they have a grayish worn down color that is also covered with brown dirt that has accumulated over the years. These shoes hold the smell of saturated humidity and rotten cheese. Then I extend both of my arms and begin to tie the old decaying shoe laces one by one in precipitant manner. Then I approach my slightly dimmed desk that is covered ... pickup truck and get ready for a five minute drive down to the gym. When I reach my final destination and open the doors to the gym, it is when I realize that I am halfway done with my workout. ...

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