希拉里自传6

<p style="color:#333333;font-weight:normal;font-size:16px;line-height:30px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;hyphens:auto;text-align:justify;">“What&nbsp;you&nbsp;don’t&nbsp;learn&nbsp;from&nbsp;your&nbsp;mother,&nbsp;you&nbsp;learn&nbsp;from&nbsp;the&nbsp;world”&nbsp;is&nbsp;a&nbsp;saying&nbsp;I&nbsp;once&nbsp;heard&nbsp;from&nbsp;the&nbsp;Masai&nbsp;tribe&nbsp;in&nbsp;Kenya.&nbsp;By&nbsp;the&nbsp;fall&nbsp;of&nbsp;1960,&nbsp;my&nbsp;world&nbsp;was&nbsp;expanding&nbsp;and&nbsp;so&nbsp;were&nbsp;my&nbsp;political&nbsp;sensibilities.&nbsp;John&nbsp;E&nbsp;Kennedy&nbsp;won&nbsp;the&nbsp;presidential&nbsp;election,&nbsp;to&nbsp;my&nbsp;father’s&nbsp;consternation.&nbsp;He&nbsp;supported&nbsp;Vice&nbsp;President&nbsp;Richard&nbsp;M.&nbsp;Nixon,&nbsp;and&nbsp;my&nbsp;eighthgrade&nbsp;social&nbsp;studies&nbsp;teacher,&nbsp;Mr.&nbsp;Kenvin,&nbsp;did&nbsp;too.&nbsp;Mr.&nbsp;Kenvin&nbsp;came&nbsp;to&nbsp;school&nbsp;the&nbsp;day&nbsp;after&nbsp;the&nbsp;election&nbsp;and&nbsp;showed&nbsp;u...