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June 23, 2013

Model Minority, Second Class Citizen

It is interesting being one of a community that is seen as a model minority group, when I myself see that I don’t exemplify that role, and neither do my friends, family, cousins, or really most South Asians I know....
June 16, 2013

Racism Is Real

I really used to believe that black people or specifically Africans were the only racist people existing. I grew up in-between two villages in southwestern Tanzania, most of the time I was the only white boy around. As I got...
May 30, 2013

The Racist Comment

All humans deserve to be treated equally but are not. All over the world, every day, people are treated with disrespect for many reasons. They can be ridiculed for race, personality, or belief. I believe we all deserve equality until...
May 10, 2013

An End To Racism

I believe that racism still exists. “Free at last, free at last thank God almighty we are free at last”. These are the words spoken by Dr. Martin Luther King in his 1963 “I Have A Dream” speech. Yes, we...
March 27, 2013

I Believe in Equality

I admit racism has had a phenomenal decrease since the early to mid 1900s but it definitely survives in the minds of Americans. Often time’s people in the present day make a statement that they believe has no connection to...
March 26, 2013

Definitions

I remember it clearly. I was sitting on my mom’s bed staring intently at my forearm. My skin is the color of coffee mixed with cream. “Mom, look at how pretty my skin is,” I said, shoving my arm in...
March 25, 2013

Where There Is Unity There Is Strength

“I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality.... I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional...
February 19, 2013

Equality For Everyone

Every moment of every day, someone is made fun of or judged. It may be funny to people but when you’re on the other side of the joke then it sucks. People are made fun of for many different reasons....
November 11, 2012

Race Relations

By age 9, I could hand press my father’s white-cotton dress shirts and handkerchiefs with surgical precision. Each day, my youth ironing board stood alongside Hattie’s as we spray-starched loads of clean laundry while watching Hattie’s “stories,” never missing her...