there goes the neighborhood. (just a little something about being different here)
Thursday, September 16, 2010 by Chigo
So in this world (well in America) there are two major groups of individuals. I would say that those groups would include: majority (white/ Caucasians people...to be politically correct) and minority (everyone else). I would say that I fall in the minority category. You know based on my origin of ancestry. However, since the civil rights movement and such, those of African-American descent have under law been created equal to those of the majority. I, on the other hand, do not entire believe that all have created African-Americans equal. I am surely convinced that based on my experience (which I will share with you in a couple of moments) you will completely agree with me, or at least understand where I am coming from.
So it all started in my infancy, when my parents moved me and my siblings to a small street on Chicago's North Side somewhere in Lincoln Park. As I grew up, I noticed that everyone on my street (that meaning my neighbors) were indeed white (or Caucasians to be politically correct). Every time, I went to the neighborhood playground with my mom and sister, all of the kids (white of course) would runaway from me as if had a disease (chicken pox perhaps). Most of the time I would think we were playing tag so, I would proceed to chase them. But, of course, I would never catch them. I never fully understood what was wrong with me and what exactly made me different. Until, I got a little older and realized that the parents of those kids probably thought I was some hoodlum at a young age, who would steal their kids' toys.
Hey Chigo!
I'm sorry you had to experience racism so strong at such a young age. As you prove in your blog, racism is taught and won't stop until parents stop teaching it. You know you have many friends and people (of all races) at Whitney Young who love you for you. Excellent post!
Hey, girl. wow... your story is depressing... i love it!!! I'm sorry if you were hurt, sweetie, you know your friends love you. oh! btw i have some of your graded debate papers!!! there yours if you want them or should i just throw them away? they have memories! lol.
aww i'm sorry to hear about your childhood :( i would never think that of you ;)