C.I.N.D.Y.

         Well, I am not sure what the actual question this blog should be exactly answering but, I do know that it has to be over the topic of racism. Unfortunately, racism still exists to this day and I assume that this is why we have to write about it. I think of Racism as an invisible line the segregates people into groups because, it impacts the way people gather. For example, not too long ago at Greenwich High School there was a fight between one race and another. This fight began because, one guy offended the other guy by race. One of the most hurtful things that you can say to someone to built tensions is a comment on their race, religion, or skin color. I am not going to go into exact detail over what actually happened in the fight because, everyone has their own opinions according to what race they represent. 

     Another example that really bothers me but, I can not do much about is the segregation in the Student Center! This segregation is not written to exist but, it exists mentally. What I mean by this is that people sit with people who they feel comfortable with, relate to, and do not feel opressed by. The insecuirty between diverse people is the streotypes and the feeling of not wanting to deal with them. I do not blame people for sitting with people who they are most comfotable with because, it’s their free choice. However, I find it extrodinary how it always comes down to most people sitting with other people of their race.

      Something I personally experianced being hispanic is people degrading us. I never taught it was true because, I did not live up to the streo types that there are about hispanics. One day, when my mother needed to figure out where an outstanding withdrawl from her bank account had came from. She called her bank and asked to have the number of the company who charged it so she could call. i will not say what company it was but when she called they assisted her and it was the normal “press one for english” “press 2 for spanish”. She ended up pressing 2 and I assume spoke to a spanish telephone operator person. However, this person gave my mom a hard time because, she refused to negociate with her in spanish. According to my mom after five minutes of accomplishing nothing with the lady, the operator person hung up on her! Now, I am stuck with dealing with the bill problems by phone because, my mother hates it when people do not give her respect. I have noticed that my mother is not the only one who experianced such a disappointment that there are many other people who do not get the same attention as some body who speaks English. I hate saying the language English in general because, there are also many accents in the English language as well!

This entry was posted on December 13, 2006 at 6:37 pm and is filed under English, Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.