Rockin The Dub V. C.

West Valley City, UT, home to drug dealers, murderers, and criminals alike. Or at least that's how someone from the east side of salt lake might describe it. It's a far cry from Provo, but it's been home for the past fifteen years of my life. So whites are the minority, big deal. What many people don't realize is the beauty that diversity can bring. At my high school there were white kids, African Americans, Hispanics, Asians, Polynesians, kids straight from Africa, Europeans, Middle Easterners, and any mix of the many cultures we see in our society. While some people are intimidated by cultural diversity, I greatly appreciated it. I don't have a racist bone in my body and I owe it to the fact that I'm culturally aware due to the diversity of my hometown. I have friends from every cultural background and I think that in today's every changing society it's completely necessary to know how to interact with people different from yourself. I love to see the look on people's faces when I tell them I'm from West Valley, especially if they're from somewhere like east Salt Lake or Provo. For some reason, the surrounding upper-class areas look down upon West Valley. Sure there may be some run-down houses and a mall that's more like a bazaar, but the residents are working towards change. Beautiful new buildings are being put up, schools being rebuilt, because the people that live there love where they live and care about it enough to do something about the condition of living. More than just the diversity, I love the happy, humble attitude of the people in my neighborhood. I have known most of my neighbors for my whole life and I feel I have the best ward in the whole world! The beautiful people of West Valley are what make it superior to any other hometown.