Sunday, May 15, 2011
Black or White
I don't know how to put this but when I was 5 years old I realized I was brown. Well obviously I knew this before but it occurred to me that I will always be looked upon differently. I remember looking at the mirror that day, and I thought to myself all my friends look like Barbie, Britney Spears, Christina, or Jessica Simpson. I look like nobody. No doll or celebrity was Indian.I had no one that I could look up to and be like I wanted be just like her because she understand what its like to be a different color. All the celebrities that say they are relate able too are lying. They agree to get airbrushed, touched up, and skin bleached. If everyone was supposed be white than where's the fun in experiencing new cultures.While watching Jane Elliot's movie, I wanted to yell at that Stephanie girl. She walked out after a couple comments. If there was anything more annoying than her high pitched scream it was her attitude. How could she walk out, after people were beaten for being black, Jewish, or gay? They would be in more danger. While she could go anywhere without being judged for the color of her skin. When I was at the food court, this Asian lady that was serving me said, "Do you work here?" I said no. She said "People from your country work here." I had no idea how to respond to that so I just ate my food.
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