all of my life i had trouble making and keeping friends. i came off as quiet and shy to most so you could imagine how hard it was for me to work up the courage to ask some kid to play. once you got me talking though i would not stop even to take a breath.
my parents work and life made it harder for me to make friends as well. i remember i was enrolled in preschool and one little girl named Sarah told me that i was her best friend. wow, that was easy. unfortunately for our young friendship my parents, who immigrated from Europe at a young age, found it hard to trust people and families they didn't know.
so when the time came that i received an invitation to Sarah's birthday party and was not allowed to go, well lets just say i only realize in hindsight why that decision was made. my mom didn't know her mom or where they lived or how they raise their children, there was a slight language barrier and also she could not get away from her work at a restaurant down town that was run poorly. That was the first birthday i was ever invited to.
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