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Personal Narrative: Childhood And Identity

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At the age of 12, I left my homeland Korea along with my childhood, friendships, memories, and identity. I landed on the black rock of Hawai’i in the middle of the Pacific Ocean under the blazing sun, on the other side of my former home. As I stepped off the plane, I stood bewildered, clueless to what the beautiful, tall lady with green eyes and blond hair was saying; I just needed to ask where the restroom was, but I only knew how to say "hi", "yes", and "no" in the language of this foreign land. At school in this unfamiliar country, I shifted into a lost child who did not say anything, never responded to anything, never wrote anything, never finished work on time. I did not appreciate the biting sun, nor the vast, endless water that reminded

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