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There might be a day when American children will be forced to listen to our history. There might be a day when anglo children will be forced to listen to how great our fore fathers were. But for now, I must carry the burden of two histories, one buried and renamed and one force fed. I must dance with the responsibility of upholding two cultures, one addicted to pain and the other crippled by choices. I must struggle with discerning my acceptance or rejection in both.
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As much as I have worked through hate for Donald Trump I have not reached the depths of wanting him to suffer. An attempt on his life was ...
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I am finding that the most existential part of becoming educated is fully coming to terms with the reality that there is so much to be learn...
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So this is Christmas, a celebration with too many flavors. For me the childish fervor has long been overshadowed by the abrasive maturating...
