Accepting Diversity- My Move to California Essay

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Personal Narrative- Accepting Diversity

"Good bye honey! Take care! Call us when you get there safely!" my mother cried. I can still hear those words as if it were yesterday and in reality it was fourteen years ago, that I packed up and left my small town back in southern New Jersey.

The decision to leave my hometown, has been a definite turning point in my life, showing me what it means to live in a diverse society vs. the narrow minded, sheltered existence that I was raised in.

I grew up in a small town back east called Pennsville, population 15,000, and all of them were white folks except the Lees and the Tacketts. They were the only two colored families (as they were known to be called in passing), that lived in town. How they
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And she was not alone. Most every one I knew felt the same way, from my parents to my schoolmates. Most of the black population in that area seemed to have their own towns. One that comes to mind is Salem, which is the neighboring town to where I grew up. I can still remember the fear that was ingrained in me on the rare occasions when we would drive through that area. "Don't you dare look out that window young lady", my grandmother warned. " Is your door locked? And for god's sake, roll up that window!"

We are all a product of our environment. What we hear and see while we are growing up, becomes the norm. This was the case for me. Since being removed from that environment, I have realized that this is a big world that we live in and I have to share it with a lot of people, no matter what our differences are.

The privilege to move to California has exposed me to many different cultures. This has allowed me to grow in many ways. The opportunity to listen and learn was there for the taking and I indulged. I now live in a neighborhood filled with people much different from myself My children's classrooms are filled with people from around the globe. I also have a diverse group of friends that I very much enjoy and spend time with.

On the occasions when I do take a trip back home, I’m just amazed at the sameness. Nothing’s changed. When I hear those habitual prejudice words pouring out of their mouths, my ears just burn like fire. People tend to
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