Mirahaizza - Sacramento, California
Entered on November 4, 2008
Age Group: Under 18
Themes: change


Some people are like hardened sculptures…No matter how hard you try to re-mold them, they just won’t seem to budge. The only thing left to do, is to admire their beauty –flaws and all- and to accept them for who they’ve become…

It took me 17 years to figure that out. All my life, I can honestly say that I’ve been trying to make people see things the way I see it. I have finally learned that sometimes being able to see eye-to-eye with someone, may be out of the question. I taught myself to accept. To accept my mistakes – I’ll admit it; I’m human- and the mistakes of others as well…But sometimes, the mistakes of others may be too hard to bear…

Background. My name is Mirahaizza, I am 17 years old, I live in a diverse community, and I consider myself half black.

Flashback. One day as I was surfing the web, I came across this website that had a present-day video of a commercial, which talked about how minorities were bringing down America. Clicking the link at the end of the video, I was led to a website that had a quote that stated,

“We can have peace and security only as long as we band together to preserve that most priceless possession, our inheritance of European blood, only so long as we guard ourselves against dilution by foreign races. It is time to turn from our quarrels and to build our White ramparts again. This alliance with foreign races means nothing but death to us. It is our turn to guard our heritage before we become engulfed in a limitless foreign sea.” (Charles A. Lindbergh Readers Digest, Nov. 1939)

After reading this quote and seeing the site, I realized that some parts of America are still color-sensitive. I thought to myself, why. Why isn’t everyone yet to be colorblind? I thought about myself, about my home, about my school, about my friends, and about my freedom. For how could I, out of all people, be so blessed to have lived most of my life with equal and non-racial discriminating opportunities?

I started to think about the election going on between John McCain and Barack Obama. I thought about ‘what if’. If Obama were to win, what would happen to America? I thought about all of the change that we would be able to experience, but also about all of the hardships that we will still have to try to overcome, because although it is the year 2008, America is still not all the way united within itself. I thought about all of the people who feel strongly against Obama running for president, not because of what he stands for, but simply because of the pigment of his skin. I only wish that they would realize that no one has the power to choose their physical appearances. Instead, we as human beings have the power to determine/choose what we end up contributing to this world. We can choose to change it…This I Believe.