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Personal Narrative: Growing Up With Poverty

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Growing up with poverty always around is not an easy topic many people can wrap their heads around. Waking up in a run-down apartment and attending classes in bright red trailers outside of school were ideas the public tried to avoid but for me, that was reality. Raised in Bronx and then in a small town in the more suburban areas of Pennsylvania, my first priority was self-defense. After I had mastered the art of taekwondo, like any other asian kid, my focus was set on making money to further support my family. Our only source of income was from the local church my dad preached at and the little dry cleaners far from home where my mom spent her days aging. I forced my thirteen year old self to babysit, tutor, and to sell what I had to pitch

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