Recently my sister got into an altercation with a coworker. My sister is of African desent aand this person was of the white variety.
In a heated argument she called my sister a black monkey, and promptly told her that she does not belong "here".
Personally I have never been the victim of any sort of racial profiling,but I got so heated when my sister was replaying the whole sordid mess for me and my friend Suzy. Understandably so, my sister let her have it with guns blazing, tellng her if she so hates peope of color maybe New York with its vast immigraton population is not the best place to be living.
I am still extremely upset about the entire incident and so hurt, that I cannot help feeling that maybe people that I meet are judging me by the color of my skin and not who I am as a person.
Friends have told me that I am a little naive burying my head in the sand about this whole racism issue, because for me I always thought that since I am not seeing it first hand and it is not happening to me, it does not exist. I guess the saying "out of sight, out of mind" is true.
Now with this incident so close to home, I am forced to examine this most pressing issue plauging out society today, and I have come to realize that I do get looked at differently depending on where I am and who I am with.
Whenever I hang out with my friend Suzy who just happens to be white we get little side glances sometimes.
For me I don't see color, whether you are black, white orange or purple is of no concern to me. What is important is what yo have in your heart.
My sister informed me yesterday that her coworker recently quit. I guess that means racists are not only stupid, but they are quitters as well.
In a heated argument she called my sister a black monkey, and promptly told her that she does not belong "here".
Personally I have never been the victim of any sort of racial profiling,but I got so heated when my sister was replaying the whole sordid mess for me and my friend Suzy. Understandably so, my sister let her have it with guns blazing, tellng her if she so hates peope of color maybe New York with its vast immigraton population is not the best place to be living.
I am still extremely upset about the entire incident and so hurt, that I cannot help feeling that maybe people that I meet are judging me by the color of my skin and not who I am as a person.
Friends have told me that I am a little naive burying my head in the sand about this whole racism issue, because for me I always thought that since I am not seeing it first hand and it is not happening to me, it does not exist. I guess the saying "out of sight, out of mind" is true.
Now with this incident so close to home, I am forced to examine this most pressing issue plauging out society today, and I have come to realize that I do get looked at differently depending on where I am and who I am with.
Whenever I hang out with my friend Suzy who just happens to be white we get little side glances sometimes.
For me I don't see color, whether you are black, white orange or purple is of no concern to me. What is important is what yo have in your heart.
My sister informed me yesterday that her coworker recently quit. I guess that means racists are not only stupid, but they are quitters as well.
