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Told to see race, am puzzled

14753661863131938596926Jeff Marks,
Mountain View, CA.

I have been hearing about the importance of “seeing race” a lot lately. What does this mean for my life? It can’t mean I should TRY to categorize people, should it? I often meet people that don’t easily fit in a standard racial category. For me, I will take it to mean three things. One is to be aware of my own reaction to people’s differences, and to not assume I don’t react differently to different people. The second is to be aware of the diversity of different areas of my life. “Seeing” if there are any black people in management roles at work can be good at identifying a lack of diversity. The third is to see the uniqueness of others. I find that if I focused on trying to really “see” someone I want to get to know better, an identification of that person as having a particular racial identity is ….. sorry, but not that helpful. Culture, yes. Experiences, yes. Stories, yes. There are many times when someone’s culture and experiences are very different than what one would expect from a racial category. Am I missing something here? Is my understanding of what it means to “see race” what other people mean by that? If not, should we even be using this shorthand advice to “see race”, or replace it with something more specific? I read advice to teachers on the importance of seeing the race of their students, but what I got out of the article was not the importance of seeing race, but really seeing the unique environment each of their students is living in. I am not going to advise people to “see race”, but to see a lot more. Really, again, am I missing something here?

1/2 Black; 1/4 Chinese; 1/4 Norwegian

1060285_10101130839211375_1105055634_nJordan Yee
Fremont, CA

The biggest illusion is the illusion of SEPARATION. We all have the same roots and we are all branches of the same tree. People constantly ask me my ethnicity- I’m Black/Chinese/Norwegian but that doesn’t DEFINE who I am (it just gives me my good looks lol) .. but I don’t want to be CATEGORIZED … I’m just a HUMAN BEING and by being that I can relate to anyone!

Not All Mexicans Here Are Illegal

Some experiences I heard about racism is that Donald Trump said that he was going to build a wall between California and Mexico to avoid all Mexican people because they are all illegal. When he said that it made me feel uncomfortable because I am a Mexican boy and too me it makes me think that if I am Mexican it means that I am illegal too. There’s one thing true and it is that not all Mexicans are illegal or you’re saying that your friend might be illegal if they are Mexicans. Some may be illegal but that doesn’t make everybody illegal.

Racism is Man Made

Racism is man made. Research says that race is something we thought was real because back then people would go to other people’s houses and categorize people on their looks. For example, If someone was Filipino and they had a tan that will be categorized as a Mexican and probably ended up away from their family members. There’s also something that proves that racism is not real, so first ask yourself if you get a tan every time you go too the pool or the beach? Well if you get a tan every time you go to the beach or the pool well people can say that you are one race and that’s it but you may not be that race. So you cant really quite tell if one person is this race or the other, unless you’re an expert. Also did you know that some Mexican immigrants don’t get served at least a cup of coffee just because the Mexicans can be illegal

Because I’m dreaded, I’m categorically placed…

13669396_10153466626881116_9054633695714490209_oValaire L. Moore,
Morrow, GA.

I am a black woman with locks. From white people I am seen as an Islander and from blacks I am seen as a weed smoker…from all I have been labeled Rastafarian, Hippie and basically everything, but ME…the image people have of me clouds the actual vision of ME…they see everything but the struggling college student, underrated overachiever, devoted mother, committed daughter who gave up her way of life for the sake of her family, or the insecure girlfriend whose so afraid of being hurt that she won’t let go…so some days my locks look rough and other days I’ve just left the salon…none of those days did I smoke weed, left the country or even obtain a passport to do so…I shouldn’t question who I am based on your assumptions of me…who am I to second guess? Who are you to assume? All you had to do was ask…I DEFINE ME…

Ok, seriously, what race are you?

FullSizeRenderJordan Beuch,
Riverside, CA.

A common question that I have been used to getting is, “Ok but really, What race are you?” It has always kind of irked me because often it times it seems as if people are trying to put me away into a category based of those simple words. BUT, none of us can be put into a category, there are so many components of us that resemble who we are. To make preconceived notions bases off of a few words is ridiculous. We are more then what we do on the weekends, our political parties and surely our skin colors!

What do you identify as?

Zachary Trebellas,
Batavia, IL.

I think so much pain over race comes from the fact that it feels like we are being defined by others. The government pics the categories and we have to fill in the bubbles. Or other people look at us and decide what they think we are. It’s frustrating for me and I’m sure for others that don’t identify with the racial categories provided.

At a Thanksgiving a few years ago, my cousin asked me, “What do you identify as?” I thought it was such an interesting question because no one had ever asked me that before. It felt like such a step up from “What are you?” In the end, I think many Americans identify with a variety of things like where they grew up, their profession, religion, generation, ethnicity, etc. Race just feels like such an oversimplification of who we are in this country.

I decided to try to contribute to a new conversation by starting a project inspired by the idea of self-definition. If you’re interested, you can take a look and contribute here: iidentifyas.tumblr.com

I’m tired of being the “Other”!

Kevin Stordahl,
Seattle, WA.

Every time I fill out important documents they ask for my “race” and every single time they do I wonder a couple things; one, why do they need to know that? And two, where is my category? I have never considered myself one race or another. I have always just felt like a “Kevin” and wished I could just be that. It took a long time for me to feel like I could be myself and it has a lot to do with trying to fit into a world that innately categorizes people based on what they look like. I believe it is unfair to categorize and generalize about individuals because they are just that, individuals. Each person has their own culture, their own way of processing what that culture means to them, and their own way of understanding the world around them through that culture. It is hard, because there doesn’t seem like a lot of time to really get to know every single person you come into contact with, so you don’t learn a lot about their cultures, but all I would say is, “don’t judge a book by it’s cover”. Don’t assume they are one way or another based on what they look like, because people’s stories are always more interesting than what you might make up in your head.

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