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Racism

I dont like it. I wish I was never here.

Do alot of us ever think of life that way?

Are you ever happy with the country or state or town or city or district your born in?

Sometimes Im not. Sometimes I want to just travel to somewhere. Travel somewhere with snow. Somewhere cold so I can go home and warm myself up with blankets or lay down on the ice cold ground listening to the songs that please me. Ones that suite me.

Sometimes I dont like America. Sure We may have freedom. An okay life, but I realize people here are starting to change. Their personalities. They way the act. Especially to eachother.

Alot of people are using the word 'racist' here in america just because we're a colorful country now. To get what they want. I dont like it.

My close aqquantice doesnt understand that what she calls a 'black accent' is not at all that. Lots of People here in south California have ghetto accents. But just because its ghetto does not mean its bad. Anybody could have that accent. They grow up with that accent and its fine. But I wonder how people began to claim its just an African-Americans accent? Beats me. All I know there is quite a few Caucasians with an accent like that. The 'ghetto' accent.

The only accent I know that people would call 'black' (although I appreciate it if people said African more often.) is the pleasing Africa accent. The one that reminds you have Brazil, plants and sushine. I think that accent is quite pleasing. I like forgein people. I've always had.

I had a Korean teacher, Mr. Lee. He had an accent all right and I thought it was cool. But since he was an Asian and taught math, stereotypes were thrown at him all the time and I never was able to learn a thing. I was always quite. Doodling on a notepad waiting for the class to quite down so I could learn. But they never stopped. They never stopped.

The students always yelled "ching chong ling long!!"

"You eat cats!?"

"You eat dogs huh?"

I wanted to say something, but I stayed quiet. I couldnt say anything. If I did I was afraid I'd get hurt again. So being an American-Asian (a differnet race of Asian) myself. I silently got hurt by those invisible words too. He only waved them off and laughed with them, but I could see that he didnt really appreciate those words one bit.

I also dislike the Mexican stereotype about the mowing lawns and waiting in front of Home-Depot thing. Sure by where I live there is about three of them there, but come on. They just happen to be Mexicans. They want to make money in their own way. They need to. It couldn't just be education.

Maybe one day everyone will realize something. And decide its not funny anymore. Its not at all funny to make fun of someones mama, or how one looks, or eveb their Race. And that pretty much means everyone out there is all I could say. Maybe without knowing. I may be a bad person for not telling someone to stop hurting someone else.