I felt like the new kid for a long time. I constantly felt left out because I could never really relate to anything my friends or peers did and on top of that, it was like they would purposely make me feel like an outcast. I would proudly share something about myself and my culture, and they would just laugh, make faces, or give racist comments. I felt ashamed and angry, so I did not open myself up towards anyone after…
It is said that the Africa culture stands out more than any other culture In the World. With a rich and diverse culture African culture is known to change from county to county, many cultures along with traditions are found in Africa which makes Africa diverse, unique and mesmerizing in many ways to the world. Africa culture is all about the ethnic group’s family traditions, the literature, art and music shows the religion along with the social paths of their culture. (Nafisa Baxamusa, 2011)…
Place: The music, art, literature, and cultural practices of Africa have provoked interest and respect throughout the world. The old belief that Africa is somehow childlike in its cultural development has been denounced as people become more familiar with the rich traditions of the continent. The music and literature of the people have found their way into houses and classrooms around the globe. We are beginning to learn through the works of scholars, film makers, and writers that Africans can teach us much more than we can show them.…
This my only identity problem due to my school being completely caucasian. I did not have to experience any racism or being mistreated due to my color. Unfortunately there are millions of African Americans who are mistreated by white people when everyone is equal. Michael Gomez does an incredible job outlining the life of an African American through the years of slavery.…
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Once we arrived to Illinois we went by 26st. There my father was waiting for us outside with my cousins and aunt. The first thing I did was reach for my father. Our first few weeks in Chicago were a bit lunatic. By saying that the next day after we arrived my sister and I went to the store and a shoot broke out. My mom came into the store running to pick us up. I honestly was scared of my new home. Once school started I started to have a bit of comfort in the neighborhood. Once I went to school it hit me that I was not anymore in Mexico, for I saw a lot of diversity. From black to white, to brown people I saw and I meet. I only saw white people on TV who were another ethic than me. During kinder I learned to read, count, and learn a new language…
Joseph E. Holloway (1990) has been quoted as saying “Africans, and their descendants, contributed to the richness and fullness of American culture from its beginnings. Their contributions in early America, for which they have received little or no credit, include the development of the American dairy industry, open grazing of cattle, artificial insemination of cows, the development of vaccines (including vaccination for smallpox), and cures for snake bites.” All through out my years of attending primary school I was able to be immersed in learning about Africa and Africans and their contributions to the world we live in today. The goal was to cultivate a sense of pride in who I am and who I am a descendant of. My ethno-cultural learning didn’t stop when I graduated from primary school because I also attended a HBCU (Historically…
Here in Lancaster I saw much more diversity. I made more friends that had different ethnicities. I even saw a difference in the neighborhood I moved to. There were Hispanics, African Americans, whites, and a few Philippinos. In school I always saw things that white people would get in trouble and only got a slap on the wrist for it. Then later on I would hear an African American explaining how if it was their mom they would of got beat and cussed out. As I grew older my parents would let me out more and hang out with my friends who lived further than just 3 or 4 houses down the street. This gave me a chance to go into my black friend's house. That was the first time I ever been inside a black family's house. It was much different than my home, I felt very uncomfortable. I didn't know if I should introduce myself or say hi and keep walking. There was a lot of yelling across the rooms and other things that I was not use to. When I experienced happening at my black friend's house I remembered what the black girl said at school said about her mom beating her and cussing her out because it was happening right in front of me. At that time my mentality was like Daniel Moynihan's (1965) and thought they were dysfunctional just because my family did not act that way. Along the way I made more black friends and met their families and actually realized what Robert Hill (1972) stated about black families having strengths. I noticed all of them had…
All humans no matter young or old, black or white have had some experience so profound that it changed them at the very core of who they were as a human and how they interacted with society from that point forward. My experience unlike most who live in a first world came in the forms of a backwater third world country known as el Salvador ,this small country raised my grandfather until the ripe age of 33 when he left for a better future in Canada, little did he know that his life would change when he met my grandmother and he'd end up raising children that weren't his own and creating a family all his own in the united states of America to many ,the land of opportunity.…
At the time I had no idea this move would impact me in such a large way. I live in Exeter, a small town in eastern Pennsylvania where most of the residents are white. Growing up one of the only colored families on the block was difficult, but the most difficult part for me was going to a predominantly white school. I am possibly only one of three Mexican-Americans in my entire school. I would consider myself as a kind person, but even the nicest colored person faces racism no matter what the circumstances, with that said, I did face racist comments and microaggressions at times. I remember two instances that affected me severely; two instances in which I will never forget how I felt and the words that I will never get out of my…
I attended a private grade school here in Washington. Going to a dominantly white school ultimately meant that I was a minority. At the age of 10, I started to realize that my life was not the…
Then in sixth grade, I moved to Norfolk, Virginia. Norfolk has a large African-American community and I was excited to have friends that looked like me. However, when I was around the black kids in my school I never felt like I belonged. They didn’t do activities I enjoyed and I often times didn’t know the celebrity they talked about. We had completely different personalities. After multiple instances of being called white-washed or an ‘oreo,’ I tried to force myself to fully embody the stereotype of a black girl at my school to find friends.…
Grew up in Louisiana dated slurs were still regularly used, school was definitely still practicing segregation in the same classrooms. [I]Coloreds[/I] sat in the back. But I was light complexion, loose curly hair. As far as I was concerned I was [I]mixed[/I]. so unless I opened up my mouth and said something they thought I was white and I sat with the white kids. I was told to keep my mouth shut cause I wasn't supposed to be in the school anyway, as it wasn't my neighborhood school. So I never corrected anyone and white passed.…
Growing up my parents didn’t explain what all the hatred was about. As far as I knew I thought Negroes were white people who drank a lot of chocolate milk. And when I tried to talk to one of them they seemed scared to reply or look at me for that matter. I was just trying to make some new friends. As I got older I had a couple colored friends. I never really paid any attention to why they didn’t go to my school. It never seemed to bother them. I guess they were used to it.…
Growing up in a world that feels unwelcoming at such a young age, shapes a person in a way that makes her become more open with how she views the world. I believe that people who take things for granted and without having that restriction or worry become spoiled in the world. I didn't realize then, as a six year old, that I should have been grateful and lucky to be bilingual, that being different wasn’t bad, but special. Even today I have times when I feel that uneasy emotion of not being part of the group. I can’t change the person I was born as, where I was born, who I was going to live with or even have that decision to move across the world. Being different at a young age made me more aware and intrigued to learn. I was shy, introverted, and truly outcast from my classes. Through the years, I taught myself to learn something new each day and set small goals to try to talk to people, to get to know someone. Today, with telling myself to talk to classmates and teachers, I’ve gained long lasting friends who I can always go to with my…