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Personal Narrative: Building A Diversity Wheel

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Building this diversity wheel was both fun, and super stressful. Trying to divided up and put together your life into a wheel was quite difficult. The three things in my inner wheel to have the greatest impact on myself would be my educational back round, religion, and recreational habits. This exercise really made my reflect on what makes me who i am. I hated making this wheel at time because i had to make the wheel over and over trying to get it to make sense and match me life the best as i could. I think i will end up making one of these wheels once a year just to see if anything changes in how I see myself. The only thing i don 't like about making these wheels is trying to categorize tthings that we don 't normally consider. Trying

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