Racism is something that I don’t tolerate at all. I just can’t comprehend the fact that someone can discriminate against another person just because they don’t have the same skin color or speak a different language than them. It’s really stupid, and hurts people everywhere.
I hate to say it, but where I live definitely contributes to the amount of racist remarks I deal with at school. Not just me, either, lots of other Hispanic/Mexican, Black, and Asian kids at my school. There aren’t that many non-caucasion children that attend school here, but the ones that do just don’t stand up for themselves.
I did last Thursday. I am Hispanic, even if I don’t look the part. My dad is Mexican, and my mom is White. It was at lunchtime. I, unfortunately, had to sit diagonal to this kid that I previously didn’t like much at all. I hate him even more now.
Him and this girl sitting next to me starting talking about some famous person. Austin was convinced that this dude was Mexican, but Olivia said he didn’t look like it.
I butted in, “Not everyone who is Mexican looks like it. I’m Hispanic.”
Austin just looked at me, and goes, “Well I don’t care either way. I don’t like Mexicans.”
My jaw literally dropped, and I was like, “What? Why?! Because they don’t look like you?”
He just shrugged and said, “So? I don’t like Blacks either!” I threw a french fry at him, and the people around me cheered because he’s not very liked with a lot of the people that were at that table at the moment.
“Why? That’s mean.”
“It’s not mean. It’s how I feel. You got a problem with it?”
“Welllllll YEAH. My dad’s Mexican. Half my family is Mexican.”
I seriously felt close to tears. I did end up crying pretty hard in the hallway afterwards. He came up to me and started to apologize and stuff, but I knew he didn’t mean it. He only said he was sorry so that he wouldn’t get in trouble. I think he figured that I was gonna keep crying.
I don’t know why, but it seriously got to me. I think that I’ve been dealing with people not liking me or my family just because we have some Hispanic blood in us. Some other kids at school think we (we being Hispanics and Mexicans) are out to kill them. Yes, I’ve had people say that to me.(although this does have more to deal with illegal immigration and what not)
Anyways, I wouldn’t stop crying. Finally one of the teachers caught on and he got in trouble. It turned into a huge ordeal, and I got called to the office several times because I had to write down what happened at lunch. The principal herself came and talked to me.
I’m over the whole thing now, and the drama of it has pretty much died down from what it was just a few days ago. People stood up for me, and I stood up for my heritage.
I don’t look Mexican either, but I ammm!
It never goes away, some people are close minded and that’s just the way they are always going to be.
Just keep in mind that you are exotic and different, flaunt those big dark brown eyes and don’t let people get to you.
No flaunting.
Flaunting her EYES.
I didn’t suggest she go out dressed like me or anything, gosh.
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