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Personal Narrative: Racial Issues In High School

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My high school in suburbia, despite its efforts through METCO, a program which busses inner-city kids to schools like Lincoln-Sudbury, is not very diverse. So, when a volatile Black Lives Matter protest broke out in the hallway, it took me by surprise. An affluent, primarily white high school is not often forced to confront racial issues. A group of students, both black and white, gathered next to our cafeteria carrying signs and chanting various, now nationally famous, slogans. As I walked by the ensemble, I was shocked at the various insults being thrown back and forth between protesters and passersby. As the words got more hostile, I was caught in a battlefield of spit. The whole incident left me introspective. I felt that very few people

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