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Personal Narrative: My Close-Knit Community
I am here today, because of what was available yesterday. Growing up in a medium size city meant that I was always enclosed by a close-knit community, a supportive family, and a secure neighborhood. My close-knit community, the Ismaili Muslim community, has always been there for me since birth. Since birth, my community has taught on how to become a respectful, caring, compassionate, sincere, and an empathetic person. The most influential of these characteristics that have been instilled in me is the ethic of compassion and sharing. This ethic has shaped me into a person who gives back to both my local and global community in ways of volunteering to aid the less fortunate who live in poverty near me or across the seas, or to assist in creating

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