The Gray Family: Forces Of Nature✔️(Wattpad version)

Crazy is as crazy does

Pat

Britt and I walked into class and sat down in our seats as our students came into class. The professor walked in and started writing on the magic erase board.

"Social diversity," the professor announced, turning to face the class. "What is social diversity, and how does it factor into a story? Glad that you asked."

We laughed.

"Social diversity is a classification of different ethnic and racial backgrounds like this class. All of you are of a distinct race and have a different ethnic background. The definition of race is different physical characteristics that a person inherits. It includes visual traits such as skin color, cranial features, or type of hair," the professor explained.

"You two students, please stand," the professor said as two classmates stood up. "As you can see, both people have distinct features. Will you please stand?" The professor asked, pointing to another classmate. "These two people have similar visual features. You three can sit, thank you."

The classmates sat down in their seats.

"Some writers feel they should stick to what they're familiar with when writing characters. It's what we refer to as our comfort zone. As a creative writer, branch out and write about distinct characters. Not only does it make your writing diverse, but it enriches your story, and no one says you should make particular races one way. That's a stigma which we will eliminate," the professor explained.

"But most media displays certain races a particular way," one classmate mentioned.

"That's true, but who do you believe, the media or what you see with your eyes? How many of you assume that people of Asian descent are rich?" The professor asked.

Most of the class raised their hands.

"Okay, how many assumed that people of color come from poverty?" The professor asked.

A third of the class raised their hands.

"What if I told you that my mother is a person of color, and my father is Asian, but we came from the states?" The professor asked, surprising us. "My father and mother are both teachers, and I have a sister who owns a shop. The myth that life destines you to particular occupations or geographical location is that, a myth. As an assignment, you create a character that destroys the perception of a race or ethnic background. You have all the class hour to work on it."

I started writing, creating a character, and describing the person. I spent most of the class on the paper, and at the end, of the course, we handed in our assignments.

"Mr. Gray," the professor said, making me stop.

I walked over to the professor.

"I read some of your assignments," the professor mentioned.

I looked at the teacher.

"What I find unique about your writing is that it shows us a human aspect to it," the professor said.

"Is that bad?" I asked, unsure about my writing.

"No, it's good. It shows that you care about people and make people enjoy the characters. Most writers will fret over details that they forget one important detail," the professor mentioned.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Why should a reader care about this person? What makes them human? As a writer, it's our job to make our reader fall in love with a character, not their description," the professor answered.

"What's a better way to make people fall in love with a character? Write about people who you love," I reasoned.

The professor smiled as I left the classroom. While my family is crazy and does crazy shit, we don't look at people other than the person's content of character. If someone's an asshole, it doesn't matter their race, ethnic background, or any characteristic; they're an asshole.