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Personal Narrative: Growing Up Near Detroit
Growing up near Detroit, I have personally seen the poor conditions and standards of life that some people are living in. Although I have completed many hours of volunteer work in an effort to improve the bad conditions in the city, I feel as if I have not done enough. That is why after reading SCU’s vision, the aspect that attracted me most was the idea of building a more humane, just and sustainable world.
In our society, the less fortunate are often overlooked. We forget that those that are struggling are humans just like us that share compassion, love, and most importantly, life. Growing up, a common saying that my teachers and peers often told me was to treat others the way you want to be treated. While the meaning behind this idea is


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