For my early life in my native New York I had gotten treated differently by people. I got teased very badly as a child about my color. I don’t blame anyone else. I try to remember that I had a choice and I chose myself. I like having opportunities to share my story with others. As a child so many other kids were verbally abusive to me that it made me feel sad. Sometimes I felt like I was the only kid that had this added stressful school day as a child. They would call me Karima wheat and say very unflattering things about me. It feels so good older to be in a good place but right now I am trying to finish reading the NJ driver manual and I want to get my license too. I should be able to pass the road test at the end of this month.