I am who I am because of the neighborhood I grew up being so diverse. The race did not matter to me or anyone, it was
as if we were one big family and were all brothers. It showed me to be open to different ethnicity and not to strictly associate with my own race. I am very grateful
to have lived in such a great neighborhood.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
My Neighborhood
I spent my childhood in Hayward, Ca near Kennedy
Park and Bohannon Middle school. The neighborhood in which I grew up in was a diverse
and multicultural environment. My group of friends consisted of all different races: Korean, American, Indian, Mexican, Filipinos, and Chinese. My two best friends
were Korean and White but we never excluded the rest when we had activities
such as neighborhood soccer, football, baseball, and basketball. We would
always play outside together after we finished our homework our
parents wouldn't allow us to go out and play unless we finished our entire homework and gave it our full effort. It was a very secluded neighborhood with a lot of shops
and places to dine. I enjoyed the fact my neighborhood was near many places to
wonder off too. I moved from the neighborhood I grew up in the summer of 2005 to Castro
Valley, CA transferred school districts and left my high school and childhood
friends behind. It was a very difficult time for the transition but I didn't waste
any time making new friends, the neighborhood I moved to wasn't for me. It
was a very nice area to live in with parks and neighborhood tennis courts,
basketball courts, and a swimming pool but something was missing. In my neighborhood
the majority of families are white and Chinese ages from 50-75. There is nobody
near my age in my neighborhood all of their kids are married and are living on their
own. Despite of that it is a really nice neighborhood and the people are really
nice, so I can’t complain that much.
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