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Facing the Unknown   Stepping into the unknown can make for a scary adventure, especially when intimidated by a new environment. For Jamal Wallace, a character in the movie Finding Forrester, facing the unknown was both a challenge and an opportunity. Jamal was born and raised as an inner-city kid from the Bronx. Growing up, Jamal could easily have chosen to conform to the poverty around him, but instead he chose to follow his passion for writing. Similar to this experience, I too have had to face the unknown and find my place in the world. After being adopted and coming to the United States, I had to quickly learn to adapt to my environment. Just like Jamal didn’t intentionally embark on a journey to find the famous Novelist William Forrester, I did not seek to find my parent in a society in which I was not accepted. These were the things that Jamal loved, yet he felt as though he had to hide them in order to live up the expectations of his peers and the people around him. In the end, however, the story is not of how society expected Jamal to be, but how Jamal learned to fit into society by finding himself through writing. Similar to Jamal, I also went on a journey to find my meaning here in America. My own journey towards becoming a Rinehart was only just beginning and I was on the slow path towards finding my spot in the Rinehart’s home and lives. After living in Bogota, Colombia for four years, I had to learn to adjust to a new environment where I was challenged with living up to both my parents reputation and wealth. I was also challenged with going to a new school and making new friends. Through both journeys, our lives were changed forever, and definitely for the better. After refusing to conform to what others expected of Jamal, he decided to play by his own rules. Similarly, after arriving in America, I showed a lot of hostility towards my parents and the people around me because I didn’t want to conform to what society wanted me to be. No one had ever heard of two white people in their early fifties wanting to adopt one yet alone three kids from Colombia. Rumors quickly spread across town like wildfire. My parents had made it on the front page of the newspaper. Raised into a family of wealth, I quickly had to adjust, where I later became a walking target. I had become a candidate for an award titled “White Privilege” where I was the only minority in a running of four white kids. After a while, I also had to learn to play by my own rules. I distracted myself by working harder in school and becoming involved in the community. I also had to be willing to change and adapt to a new environment despite what others thought of me. Much like Jamal, one does not intentionally embark on a journey to face the unknown. Along the way we may never know what will happen, but when we open our doors we can discover that new things are not always as frightening as they once seemed. I was a kid who had been pulled out of my own country and brought into a new unknown place. Everything I had was gone and a new world of adventure awaited me. Essentially, by coming to accept who I was and the environment around me, I learned to fit into my family and that of society.