/*-->*/ When I think back on where I grew up in Brownsville there certainly was racism but I didn’t fall victim to it. It wasn’t like it was oblivious to racism, but wherever I went, I noticed I never really fit in. Was I going to let it break me? NO! I didn’t live in ignorance but I just simply lived. Even at such a young age, I knew I had to be true to who I was and not let it affect me. I went on and realized that I guess this was just life! It wasn’t that my friends were racist or I dealt with bullying all of the time but there were sporadic moments of it in my childhood. Did I think...