Personal Narrative: The Black Lives Matter Movement

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Growing up, it has never been difficult spotting me in a crowd. Just look for the brown blip in the sea of pallor and you have a 99% chance of picking me. In a city of Mary Smith’s and John Johnson’s, “Michaela Benyam Zewde” sticks out like a sore thumb. My pride in my Ethiopian-American heritage is a characteristic I refuse to keep hidden. Understandably, in the rare occurrence that a peer shares their knowledge of Ethiopia, it often times revolves around its famine. Being from such a small town, I am likely one of the few people of color (let alone Ethiopians) that my classmates will be able to know personally before venturing off into the real world. With the recent increase in racial tensions and the rise of the Black Lives Matter movement,

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