Be who you are and don 't let anyone tell you otherwise. These are some words we 're hearing more and more everyday ever since the recent election. A lot of issues have come up ever since the election. People are literally scared because of what the future has to offer with the new elected president. That isn 't something that anyone should have to go through just because of they who are and what they identify as. I am Mexican-American. Both of my parents were born in Mexico while I was born here in the United States. I personally haven 't had many racial interactions but I do remember this experience my dad had that he told me. His experience wasn 't even that long ago, it had just happened a few months back. He was at a store talking to this person and they had started to laugh at him. When my dad had asked him what 's so funny, the person told him if he doesn 't know English that well, then why is he speaking it and that he should just go back to where he came from (Mexico). People who are ignorant like the person who was talking to my dad that way are the people who need to think twice before they say something. They don 't know the story of others so why assume that they do and just jump to the …show more content…
Like the saying says, "You can 't judge a book based on its cover." If people do this, then they won 't improve themselves as an individual. Last year, I use to work at this fast food restaurant. I remember one of my older coworkers, who happened to be a Hispanic woman, taking an order to this man. He was being so rude to her, yelling racial comments to her that the manager had to get involve. But my coworker just stayed calmed throughout the whole situation. She gave the man a brief introduction of who she is, where she 's from, and why she 's working. The man just stood there quietly and apologized to her for
As a member of a working class community, my life has been a struggle between resources and opportunities available for me. Having sparse resources has lead me to the constant push of working towards the things I’ve achieved. Social identities have become a guidance for my future goals and abilities. Being working class Latina, raised in a Catholic family has created many barriers and pathways into the future I wish to hold. Furthermore, taking all the social identities I have grew into have become the bases for my educational goals and identity.
It was about a 5 mile walk just to get to the border between Mexico and America, we would have took a cab to the border but the last time we took a cab it was a disaster. We waited in line to get out of Mexico for hours and hours there were probably a lot of people in line because there was no where to stay in Mexico and right when I got to the front of the line to give the person my passport to get out of Mexico I heard something behind me I assumed it was just another person waiting in line it sounded like they were dragging something heavy and metal. So I turned around to see a tall ugly man with a steel club. The he took duct tape and wrapped it around my mouth I was screaming
From as early as I could remember I noticed I was not like the others kids. I had an interest for things most kids would not be interested in. I liked interacting with people, knowing about people and their life stories; I wanted to help in anyway that I could when I would hear everyone’s problems. I thought outside the box throughout my whole childhood and I wanted to make the most out of my knowledge. I told myself that I was going to dedicate my life to helping my community.
As the crow flew across the sky, I felt a thick breeze of wind hit me in the face, I heard several voices talking a language I'd never heard before. I was born in southern Europe, and everyone around me was just another figure. I saw men, women, and tiny children, looking like they had been starving for quite some time. I, however did not look much different, but I guess it is the thought of more people starving than just myself. I am 14 years old, I was born in 1877, my parents have been separated from me, and my little brother just died.
I was born and raised in the southernmost past of Texas in a city named Brownsville where diversity is almost non-existent. Growing up in a city with one of the highest poverty rates was surprisingly not as much a struggle as you may think. My father had a decent job with a salary of around 48,000, but that number varies every year. He is the captain of a shrimp boat and has owned his very own boat a few times. For this reason, my father was frequently absent in my life and still is to this day.
Growing up there were many time where things would happen but I was too young to realize it or even know what was happening. As time went passed thing got better and less noticeable but that is when things normally take a turn for the worse. But most people when looking at me would say he is African American but in reality yes I am partly African American
I cringe at the smell of alcohol floating around the apartment. A cold shiver simmers down my spine as I hear footsteps making their way to my room. 3 loud, hard knocks bang on the door. I open the door waiting for it. Waiting for the rock solid slap that pierces my face everyday leaving bruises and black eyes the size of tennis balls.
I think I will always feel bad when I get judged by who I am and my culture It’s hard being Mexican. Even living in a small community people can be racist everywhere you go there are always going to be racist people. The first time I think I was judged was eleven years old.
According to Pew research poll, hispanics are the 2nd most discriminated ethnic group. Have you ever seen s hispanic and thought to yourself, have the ever been discriminated? Hispanics experience discrimination in several locations, for example, their place of work, dealing with the police, and in the stores. One of the most common places a hispanic gets discriminated is their place of work.
They put me to shame with their work ethic, often working weekends and holidays. I always see my Asian, and Hispanic neighbors working their houses, playing in the park with their children, or sending time with their families, after they have worked all week and into the weekend. We always greet each other with simple words and friendly gestures. I have very good friends who are African American, I have been in mixed relationships, and I even have an adopted aunt who I loved. I see their children as my own I would never disrespect an individual of this race, but I am struggling to understand the overall values of this ethnicity and the reason that I feel the way I do.
Being a five-foot tall Hispanic girl, I literally see the world from a different perspective. I was never the type of person to feel confident under my own skin because I belittled myself instead of embracing my physique, culture, and gender. As a young girl, I was inspired to run for president after reading a biography of George Washington, become an astronaut after seeing Apollo 13, and a computer scientist after learning about Bill Gates, but I was discouraged to pursue those careers because I am a girl. When the teacher would ask what we wanted to be when we were older, some boys would say, “You can’t do that! You’re a girl!”
My new identity as a 17-30, gay, Latino is very different from my own personal identity. When I Googled “gay, Hispanic, young adult,” you can expect what came up. I had to alter my search terms to find what I needed. When I Googled, “Being a Gay Latino” and “Gay Latinos in the United States,” I got more acceptable results than just pages and pages of porn. My first portrayal of being a gay Latino came from a video on Huffington Post.
You can 't really blame the person when they are surrounded by an environment of the same mindsets. Racism is something that I always frown upon so instead too getting mad and pointing blames it 's important to educate. So the wronging as argument with no reason reasoning tend to never lead to progress. “Often causes then to appear;these create for them a frame of reference
I was born and raised in Vietnam, an okay country to live. But to a major part of the population, from middle to upper class, it is not an ideal country to live in. I grew up with an American dream, not my dream but my family's dream. There are sayings that follow me throughout my growing up. My relatives often say, "Only go to America can make you happy, only go to America can give you good conditions to grow."
Racism Racism is a very serious matter in the world, it had always been. Such a topic is serious because a person is judging you based on the colour of your skin. Racism and discrimination are used as powerful weapon that spread hate between people. To some people, racism might make them stronger, to others; it hurts them and makes them weaker.