A Spoiled Child Makes a Difference
Growing up a spoiled child, unknowingly.
Struggling with degree in hand to find herself.
Struggling with second degree in hand to find her career.
Stumbling upon the life of a poverty-stricken self, unknowingly.
AmeriCorps put her in poverty.
AmeriCorps helped her understand what she had never known.
Homelessness, poverty, hunger and strife;
She had known these things exsisted.
AmeriCorps made her know; made her understand.
She now struggles to succeed, not for herself, but for those who have actually struggled.
She now knows not of her own struggle.
She now knows only of those in need.
She has found her way.
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I love to learn. Everything I experience is another opportunity to sharpen my skills or begin working on a new one. I am now beginning my Graduate Degree Program, but only because this is where my life had led me for now. I can't imagine how much more is out there for me to see in the world, but I'd like to find out.
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