Shae

==== People may think that I am racist, but I'm not.I just don't like people who aren't white! We don"t share anything in common, at least from what I have encountered. ==== ==== My mom works at Kapp's Gym, and she doesn't make much money. My mom had the idea of growing strawberries on the side to make extra money, so on Saturday we will start it at Gibb Street Garden. My mom mentioned that there are many other people there but I already knew that, and I already knew that none of them were white. My Mom said to give them a chance, but she knew I wouldn't. ====

 * = = ==== When I woke up Saturday morning, I knew what we were doing, but I didn't want to. My mom is making me. She wanted me to make my father proud and she also needed the extra help. My father passed away four years ago, when I was ten. His name was Eddy, and he was the best dad who ever walked on this planet. ==== ==== When we finally arrived at Gibb Street Garden my mom took out the seeds and her shovel and started to dig. Next to us was a Vietnamese girl who was about my age. She was growing Lima beans. I had no interest in her, I didn't even bother to ask her name, until she said, "Hi". I quietly said hi back, and then walked away. She followed me and then asked me what my name was. I said " Ian, and you?" in a harsh tone. Then she said "Kim. It's very nice to meet you." I didn't say anything back, and then I walked to where my mom was. Kim didn't follow me, she just went back to planting her garden. ====

 I replied " Cool, I live just over there!"
==== After a while we started chatting about ourselves, and what we liked. After a couple of minutes into our conversation I asked her if her parents worked. Her response was " Yes, but my dad passed away, so its just me, my mom, and my sister." At that moment I realized that we did have something in common and that we were friends, even though she wasn't white. She was Vietnamese and she was my friend. ====

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====That night I sat up in bed and thanked the Gibb Street Garden. Without that Garden I wouldn't have met Kim.Without that garden I would still be considered racist. After that I told the Gibb Street Garden thank you and then I fell asleep. ====

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