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Personal Narrative: My Bilingual Identity
In 1999, I moved to the Dallas -Fort Worth metro area and substituted at Crowley ISD. It was there, that I first experienced what it is like to be a minority. Hispanic students quickly bonded with me because I was “like them”. Teachers immediately concluded I was born in Mexico because of my surname and color of my skin. I informed them I was born in Texas and had no ties to

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