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Being Ethiopian

April 29, 2015
By GerumZ BRONZE, Shoreline, Washington
GerumZ BRONZE, Shoreline, Washington
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You never forget the first day of school
Waiting for your own wince as your name is mispronounced once again
You never forget the anger you feel at your parents
For being stricter, and less open
You never forget the occasional embarrassment that you're too ashamed to admit
At the sound of your parents accent
You never forget the fire that comes out of you
When people disrespect your culture
You never forget the wave of  confusion
That takes over you as people say preconceived things about your ethnicity
You never forget your annoyance
At your parents for not understanding the American culture 
You never forget the guilt you feel as a child
Because you know your parents are trying
But you still think "Maybe. Maybe if they tried harder."

But all of that is miniscule
Because of all the things you will always remember

You will always remember your love for your culture
The richness and beauty of your parent's homeland
You will always remember the music
The dancing that never stops
You will always remember the laughs
The carefree emotions that are unstoppable with those that you love
You will always remember the comfort
The certainty that when all else fails, your family will be there
You will always remember the disappointment as a child
As you realize the family get together is slowly coming to an end
You will always remember the moment  that you grasp the reason your parent's don't do more to fit in into boundaries of this culture,
They've got their own


And these are the things that form you

The things you never forget are just as important
As the things you will always remember



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