Cultural Differences: Community Analysis
Terps are diverse. They bring intellectual, social, and cultural differences to our community. Describe the different parts of you which will contribute to our diverse campus community.
Last week, I was walking down my school hallway and felt suffocated by the sameness. Everybody had the same clothes, the same mannerisms, the same boring goals of joining the financial sector.
It’s not just my school that’s like this. The entire world has lost its color. Everything is black and white. Black and white. Black and white.
But because of prisms like me, the white will once again refract into a glorious RAINBOW.
My prism has suffered many storms.
* * *
Freshman year, I fell in love with a boy who could only fall in love with girls. RED.
My unrequited love led his friends in ridiculing me, but when my school found out about my circumstance, they acted based on homophobia. To them, “different” was synonymous with “harmful,” so they removed me from school to receive mental health treatment. ORANGE. …show more content…
They also failed to provide me with the minimum hours of instructional time under New Jersey law. YELLOW.
A phone call from my school robbed me of the chance to come out to my family. My father hinted that he was unable to accept my sexual orientation, but I didn’t blame him, because even I couldn’t accept my sexual orientation.
My colors were coming out, and I thought I needed to suppress them. I needed to be straight. I needed to be the same. Black and white. Black and white. Black and white.
Three years passed like this.
Everything changed when I walked down Provincetown sidewalks. I felt liberated by the diversity. Everybody had different clothes, different mannerisms, different colors.
Last week, I was walking down my school hallway and felt suffocated by the sameness. Everybody had the same clothes, the same mannerisms, the same boring goals of joining the financial sector.
It’s not just my school that’s like this. The entire world has lost its color. Everything is black and white. Black and white. Black and white.
But because of prisms like me, the white will once again refract into a glorious RAINBOW.
My prism has suffered many storms.
* * *
Freshman year, I fell in love with a boy who could only fall in love with girls. RED.
My unrequited love led his friends in ridiculing me, but when my school found out about my circumstance, they acted based on homophobia. To them, “different” was synonymous with “harmful,” so they removed me from school to receive mental health treatment. ORANGE. …show more content…
They also failed to provide me with the minimum hours of instructional time under New Jersey law. YELLOW.
A phone call from my school robbed me of the chance to come out to my family. My father hinted that he was unable to accept my sexual orientation, but I didn’t blame him, because even I couldn’t accept my sexual orientation.
My colors were coming out, and I thought I needed to suppress them. I needed to be straight. I needed to be the same. Black and white. Black and white. Black and white.
Three years passed like this.
Everything changed when I walked down Provincetown sidewalks. I felt liberated by the diversity. Everybody had different clothes, different mannerisms, different colors.