their first ‘race crisis’ when they moved to North Carolina from New York. North Carolina had a lot of differences from New York, such as no Russians, Puerto Rican professors, or mixing between kids of one race with another. On their first day of school, the narrator walked into their second class and decided to sit next to a group of friendly looking Hispanic girls. As soon as they sat down, one girl snickered to another in Spanish, and her friend blushed and replied in English. This was the narrator’s first ‘race crisis’. Growing up in an environment where it was normal to be colored and speak to in Spanish did not prepare the narrator for how people in other places perceived their skin. The narrator’s crisis continued for years, when the violence broke out in middle school between the African-american gangs and the Hispanic gangs and the students spoke among themselves on who was best. Even now as an adult, people are constantly trying to restrict the narrator into a specific mold and identity, such as eating tacos and banging to Meek Mill. However, the narrator has learned that just because they don’t fit into one specific mold does not mean they are any less of who they are.