Anzaldua story is familiar to my story in a way because of the experiences we have went through. Anzaldua sheds light on what she has been through in her essay. She has gone through some tough experiences at school, as did I. When I was smaller not only in school, but my life at home, it was hard because I never knew where I fit in. When I was with my father’s side of the family, whom are African American, it was hard because I was basically the only mixed child. All my cousins looked different from me and I did not know why. It was really hard for me growing up and trying to fit it. I would try to do things that they would do, or dress a certain way when I was with them to show that I was more like them. I thought they thought as me being