I never thought of myself as biracial until much later on in my life. I just thought I was Michelle and that was that. I was born in Michigan and since my dad was in the military, we moved to Puerto Rico and then to Louisiana.

Louisiana was when I had my big shock. It was when I got into fourth grade. My teacher's name was Mrs. Fouche. She was a pretty nice teacher overall, but a little nutty. One day in class, before it was lunch, Mrs. Fouche had asked me to see her before lunch started. I started freaking out, 'What did I do? Did I do som

"Michelle," Mrs. Fouche said hesitantly.

ething wrong?' I was not a terrible child, although I did get into trouble every once in a while, getting a detention or a behavior report.

After class had ended for lunch I walked up to Mrs. Fouche's desk, very nervous about the fact that she was eyeing everyone to make sure they had all left the room.

"I am sorry but you are going to have to choose whether you are black or white."

One of the most recent events is the four planes that were hijacked. Then they were forced to crash into the buildings, the Pentagon and both of the World Trade Centers in New York. Many people are starting to feel patriotism and loyalty to America. They say we must come together as Americans. A lot of the people did not really realize how being an America affects them until this major tragedy occurs.

"On your emergency card, you left the part that says race empty."

Without events like these, whether they cause large pain or a

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