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Personal Narrative: The Great Outdoors
The Great Outdoors Everyone has their own community or organization for which they belong to. Within that community you tend to find who you are and what you are about. For me I found my identity in being an outdoors man. Being an outdoors man at my young age seems to be rare at this day, but that doesn’t prevent me from doing something I love and appreciate. Growing up with my family full of avid outdoors men helped influence me and only made my identity stronger. At my high school I found a few other people that showed my same interests. By being apart of archery and shotgun club I came to feel like I belonged to a special community. When I go hunting at my cottage in Northern Michigan I do not just plan on harvesting an animal; I plan
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