Example Of Personal Narrative

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I was born in Quebec, Canada on March 26, 1999. I was born in place where French is the main language spoken by everyone with English being a second language to some. A few years later, when I was five years old, my family moved from Canada to the US. We moved to Canton, Georgia mainly because of the company my father worked for, Polycor, had recently bought the Georgia based company Georgia Marble, and Polycor needed people from their company to help run and organize it in Georgia and one of the people chosen was my father. Shortly after this move to Georgia, I was enrolled in kindergarten at Liberty Elementary, an elementary school located near where we lived. The school year had already been halfway completed and I couldn’t speak a word

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