Quote by Michelle Rodriguez

I was born in Texas and I lived there 'till I was 8. Then I moved to the Dominican Republic with my mom, lived there for two years and forgot every word of English I knew.


I was born in Texas and I lived there 'till I was 8. Then I

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This quote highlights the personal journey and cultural transition experienced by the speaker. Having been born in Texas, the speaker describes moving to the Dominican Republic with their mother at the age of 8 and living there for two years. This period of relocation and immersion in a different culture caused the speaker to forget all their knowledge of the English language. The quote reflects the transformative power of cultural experiences and serves as a testament to the speaker's unique background and the challenges they encountered during their transition.

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