Getting my lab results back, I stared at the bold number next to the title "A1C" on the colorful single sheet paper. I handed my mother the paper and slowly backed away. She said," Chantay, you're going to be fine." "How will I be fine if the paper says my blood sugar level is too high!"..
Spending the last four years of my life in such a school that housed over five thousand kids who believe in different customs, who hold different beliefs, and who support each other, I've learned how to grow in an environment where knowledge is always bursting at its seams. Hearing about different foods being cooked at home or interesting traditions makes me a more openminded individual. With over five thousand individuals in one place, each and everyday has been a learning experience in and outside of the classroom...
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