I grew up in a low-income apartment complex on the East Side of San Jose. We played basketball with no hoops, yelled "car" when a car was about to interrupt our touch football game and was chased by an unruly stray dog on a weekly basis. I remember during the holidays, they would pass out toys in our community center for all the kids in the neighborhood. One year, I got a purple My Little Pony with a bright pink tail.

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Janet Navarrette