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        At thirteen years old, I thought I knew everything that I could possibly know about myself. I knew I was smart, passionate, and determined enough to achieve whatever it was that my heart desired; and, thanks to the clarification that comes with hindsight, I can admit that I thought I was the...

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    I’ve been flying for nearly 5 hours, during which time I've been in small planes that give less than a little reassurance about your safety. As the plane descends, I look out my small and scratched window to see it; the most breathtaking scenery I’ve ever seen. There are abundant green, tall trees...

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    It was the Year of 2009, and my parents decided that we were going to spend the holidays in Durango, Mexico. Making this decision meant we agreed to have fun all day, every day. On the way there we saw many beautiful cities. It wasn’t like we thought. Usually what comes to mind when one hears the...

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    Tags: Europe
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    Colombia has beautiful colinas: green clouds that go on forever and make you feel as though you can jump from one to the other in a leap. My abuelo has a farm with hills like these and dirt paths that transform you into creatures on the hunt for food and shelter. His granja is a jungle. It goes on...

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    Hola.  Como esta.  Gracias.  Uno.  Quesadilla.  Adios.  Those sparse words that completed my whole Spanish vocabulary sounded rigid with my American tongue.  I couldn’t roll my r’s so gracias always echoed as grass-ee-ahs. Though I could only muster “where is the bathroom,” I wanted to see my...

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    Quarter Finalist 2009 FTF Teen Travel Writing Scholarship Happy and giddy, yet nervous, I  remember walking off the bus into the Capitol of America. While at PatrickHenryCollege’s Strategic Intelligence Camp our leaders took a half-day to visit the backbone of the United States power. Happy...

    Tags: DC, North America, USA
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         Two years ago, my mom’s side of the family was hit hard when her father, my grandfather, or lolo in Tagalog, passed away. In order to attend his funeral, we were required to make the long trip to the Philippines from where we were currently residing, in Hawaii. I had visited the Philippines...

    Tags: Asia
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      I am an immigrant in my own country.  Although born in the United States, I did not speak a word of English until age five.  This greatly upset my American grandmother who could not even speak to her first grandson.  My parents, however, wanted me to be truly bilingual, so they enforced a...

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    My trip to Regensburg, Germany was through a Sister Cities Program offered through my school. For me, it was a life changing experience, because it made me aware of what life is like for people all around the world. The trip began with a US Airways flight leaving at 6 AM, and arriving in...

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