On my first day of school at Mary Walker, I felt very much like a stranger. I didn't know my classes, my teachers, or any of the students. I had to walk into each room and just become part of the class as nonchalantently as possible. No one knew me, so I was instantly separated from the group, and unable to escape the unfamiliar sights, sounds, and stereotypes.
Feeling excluded wasn't something I like, but it was something I was used to. Being an open-minded girl in the South, and a California-born rocker, I can understand, and better reciprocate and adjust to the feeling of exclusion.
The effect of my experience was added to the effects of my many other experiences that have accumulated over the years. I have been coast to coast, and everywhere in between, and now have a better view and appreciation for others' views, opinions, and beliefs. I wouldn't give up the knowledge I have gained, nor the unique challenges I have had to face and conquer. This experience has allowed me to better accomodate myself and those around me to allow for the least amount of controversial friction.
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