I am the scars my parents put on me as a child. From the abuse mentally and physically. Little did they know they scarred me sociologically too.
I am the scared child put through the foster system and the under funded public school systems.
From the free and reduced lunches to the uncertainty of a stable home.
I am the child with no parents to turn to when the world is against me.
I am constantly fighting against the stereotypes of minority groups being poor and uneducated.
I am not just the low income dependent child, but the epitome of struggle.
I am the hungry college student working full time and skipping meals to pay bills.
I am the driven college student waking at dawn to tackle the day so my future will be bright as the sun.
I am a fighter made up of my own determination and motivation.
I will be the next teacher that will change and inspire the lives of the youth.