Personal Narrative: The Challenges Of Being Black

Being black comes with its own challenges speak Black and Hispanic is a new challenge altogether. my skin was never dark enough to fit in with the black kids my skin was never light enough to be considered for the Puerto Rican kids I never quite fit in. I couldn't give people what they expect of me I could not step dance in a proper way, my Spanish didn’t always roll off the tongue easily. expectations could be different depending on who I was with, but one expectation always remained the same. it was expected that I would feel and everything I wouldn't do. failure was always my best shot. Except I don't always meet expectations I always exceed them, I do not and have not failed. throughout elementary school middle school and even at the high school level my grades remain
spectacular.
Although I had success much of it came with retribution, because not many people could believe that I, the expected failure, would come out with success and would come out with the success that exceeded
theirs. Throughout the years my peers have attempted their own form of "sabotage" from tearing my papers and throwing them in the trash to during peer reviews would give me the lowest score possible without even looking at the paper. And yet I still remain with an extraordinary high GPA my national test scores rank me above the 95th percentile and I still go to the most rigorous academic high school in my city. I did not let their expectation of failure guide me instead I've got my own expectation of success with inside me and I aimed for it, and when I shot I got better than I ever expected.