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Personal Narrative: Growing Up In The Woodlands

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Growing up in The Woodlands, Texas, you hear the phrase “bubble” a lot. People around me have always complained about the narrowed point of view of our town by painting a picture of designer bags and dance moms encapsulated inside plastic borders. When I was younger, I used to keep the idea in the back of my mind, not sure how to feel about it, but the older I get, the more I understand my community’s gripes.
The first time I discovered the truth behind that image was a trip to visit my family in Green Bay, Wisconsin around the age of 13. There, people bundled up in coats for utility rather style. Kids played outside to explore, not just because their parents forced them together in order to chat about PTO meetings. Families lounged in each other’s living rooms all weekend instead of distancing themselves from the chaos. And on game day, the entire town had one big conversation starter, because everyone knows the Packers are the only exciting thing to roam that town in decades. It was definitely culture shock for an adolescent girl discovering …show more content…

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