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Your perception is your faulty knowledge

Jiale Chen,
China

For centuries humans have constructed systematically around the false perception of purity that is connected to color. The whiter the people are the more superior they are. The added characteristics of features if appearance add to the racial identity but also to racial discrimination. The idea of the current generation being most non-racial is built of falsehood that the earlier perception and idea of discriminating and building an identity on appearance has dissolved. What we fail to address is the fact that the current generation tries to ignore or fails to address the problems of racial discrimination that is more evident especially in the recent times. The shootings in America and other places across the world are proof of how this ideology is still dominant but is not addressed enough. George Floyd’s death was a trigger for the much abandoned social problem that is most prevalent in the Western world quietly cushioned under the falsehood of progressiveness. Being of a racial identity different from the whites myself, there are many situations I have been made to feel inferior or looked upon as a person of lower esteem. What the world needs to realise is that racial identity is linked to the geography and the biological needs of humans to survive in that environment. This is achieved through acclimation, genetic adaptability and biological plasticity.

Learned about race FEAR at 13.

Jay Bailinson
Napa, CA

In lived in Oakland CA. during preteen and early teen years. I belonged to a Boys Club sponsored by the Chinese Presbyterian Church in Oakland’s China town area. I played on sports teams in a church league sponsored by this church. I was one of two white boys on the team and in the club. An important part of our practices (or especially after winning a game) was to go out and eat. One Friday night after basketball practice we were going to a hamburger place in East Oakland, Six boys in the back seat of the coach’s “clunker” and two upfront with him. When we got to the hamburger place we piled out being loud, happy, goofy early teenage boys. A group of white older young men was hanging out near one of the picnic tables. As we approached they started yelling racial slurs. The one that I remember clearly was “hey Chinks, go back to China”. I didn’t belong. It hurt that my friends were being insulted by guys with the same color skin as mine. I didn’t do anything. My friends will now think I’m like the yelling guys. I returned to the car. Sat in the back seat feeling sick, apart, and lonely. 15 minutes later all the boys returned to the car with our coach. Got in with all the food. Piled into the back seat, surrounding me with hamburger/french fry filled bags and goofy teenage boy silliness. Nothing had changed for us. I was still Jay. Part of the team and one of the guys. Yet in the core of my being on that night, I learned what race fear was. Our coach who was also a youth pastor talked with me later privately. I don’t remember the words, just the feeling of being loved, accepted, and honored as a person.

From love – fear, (a) foreigner’s view (on) racism.

David Chen,
New York, NY.

I grew up in China listening to artists like 50 cent, Tupac, Snoop dogg (lion), and Jay-Z. I have every one of Jay-Z’s songs memorized and for a Chinese kid, that wasn’t easy. For as long as I can remember, I was fascinated by African American (is this the politically correct term?) culture. As I started high school, I transitioned into R&B with Ne-Yo, Chris Brown and Jason Derulo. Back then, I dreamed of being black. In my head, blacks were talented at music, sports, and being “cool”.

Fast forward a few years, my parents decided to send me to college in the U.S. I found myself in Michigan, and my first roommate was an African American. He was one of the kindest and most loving people I’d ever met. He treated me like a brother, and I thought of him as my brother. He’d always ask me why I’m try to sound like him. It wasn’t intentional, I had learned most my English from rap songs.
After spending two years with my roommate, I became more and more involved with the African American community. I loved it, everyone I met was as kind as him.

Later I moved New York, and during my two years here, my perception was somewhat crushed. In my two years here, I had been robbed twice, and chased with a knife. The perpetrators were all African American. I started to develop a fear of the blacks in New York, I would walk away, from blacks at night, and would almost always speed up my pace. Subconsciously I felt horrible, I felt guilt, I felt shame, because I was slowly becoming the person I did not want to be. I felt like I was racist.

Recently my old roommate got married, and I was reminded of the wonderful times we spent together. I wish I could be that guy again, but I still cannot control the fear that I feel.

Yes my brother Isaac is white

Aaron Huandi Hardy,
Parkersburg, WV.

I was adopted from China into a family with white and Chinese. My parents my brother and one sister are all white. Me and my other sister are both Chinese (although we are in no way related genetically. Both Isaac and I are in 10th grade and he is 2 days older than me. So many people don’t realize that Aaron Hardy and Isaac Hardy are related.

I am Mexican, Black, and American

My 6 word memoir is about my family because I am Mexican, but my cousins are black and Mexican. Most of my family is Mexican because my mom’s side is all Mexican and so is my dad’s side. But on my mom’s side I have black cousins. Some experiences I’ve had with racism is when Donald Trump said mean things about Mexico and how they are bad people. I also had an experience with race and racism when someone said, “Hey are you from China?,” and they said because I squint a lot and I was really offended by that when I heard that. If you’re wondering what my ethnicity is, it is hispanic. In my neighborhood there are lots of people that are hispanic and I feel like that’s why they put a police station near my home because they feel like it is a very dangerous neighborhood. But in Balboa Park it’s a peaceful place and I almost never see a police car there or never hear a siren but I kind of almost hear mostly sirens because there is a hospital near bye. I used to think that there were a lot of police in my neighborhood because there was a lot of homeless by the train station but now I think I know why. I think the police feel our neighborhood is dangerous because lots of latinos and hispanics live there. I don’t think it’s very dangerous though because it is peaceful with lots of people minding their own business. In my culture everybody in my neighborhood would put dia de los muerto decorations because almost everybody there was hispanic and so do we put up decorations. My family is also christian and we believe in god but we don’t really go to church any more like we used to. We do celebrate christmas though because it brings us a lot of joy. We also celebrate this holiday called, ¨Los Reyes Magos,¨ which is a holiday similar to christmas. I am actually black from my mom’s side. My dad’s side of the family is one hundred percent Mexican. So that means that I am 99% Mexican because the majority of my family is Mexican and 1% black because I have only one set of cousins that are black.

RACE is NOT REAL

Race is not real. According to psychlologytoday.com “Race is real but, not in the way we think because race is only something that people think exists because people have different skin colors or look differently.” Also according to them there is only one race and it is called Homo sapiens. I think that race should be something that separates you not by how you look but by the way you act. Martin Luther King Jr. said people should be judged not by the color of their skin but the content of their character. This evidence proves that race is something that was socially made not scientifically discovered. Although race isn’t real, racism is because people sometimes do offend other people that have a different skin tone. We are the same because we are all one human species so that means we are all equal, we just look different.

I’m caught in two different worlds.

Carissa Lew,
CA.

Being born in America but having my heritage from China leads me to believe I should choose one or the other. Many people question me about how “connected” I am to my heritage, but truth be told..I’m not very in tune with my Chinese culture. It’s difficult to discern who I really am because I was enculturated into American society, but I’d need to acculturate to my Asian heritage. I always wonder if I’ve brought shame to the family because of my lack of knowledge and emotional ties to my Chinese heritage.

Asian Americans are perceived as foreigners.

Tiffany,
San Francisco, CA.

People who ask me this question aren’t convinced by my response that I was born and raised in Chicago, IL.

“Go back to China!” when I don’t respond to male strangers hitting on me.

#AnitaEllenSpeak

My silence and privilege are wrong.

Brian Jackson,
China.

I realize now that with my white male privilege, I have a unique position and that my silence is what allows the minority who sow hatred to flourish. I must speak out to my peers but doing so will make me an outcast. I do not hesitate but am acutely aware of how oppressive being in the majority can be when you must speak against them.

People against racism made race essential

Katelyn Crombie,
CA.

I never cared about race until I was in college. Before then, I was adopted from China and grew up in a family that taught me to love everyone, regardless of appearances. I was also blessed with attending a high school that was racially diverse, despite our predominately white neighborhood, and these classmates reinforced the idea that personality matters most. So I never thought twice about race until my freshman year in college, where I met people who were supposedly “anti-racist.” These people challenged everything that I knew. To them, I wasn’t me, I was a minority voice. I was to be revered, defended, and protected against any “internalized majority prejudice.” My natural Chinese heritage was something to be flaunted and my adopted Scottish heritage was to be scorned as “privileged white culture.” If I did anything they didn’t agree with, they would express their disappointment by implying that I had somehow agreed with racists and thus betrayed my race. So now I find that I’m always second-guessing myself. Am I being racist? Is the other person being racist? Am I defending the minority I represent? Am I wrong for wanting a Scottish Heritage event, simply because it’s “white culture”? Maybe this is the price I pay for being more “open-minded.” At the very least, I still want that Scottish Heritage event. Scotland is a beautiful country with a beautiful culture, and if anyone protests, I can always defend it by saying that the Scots were discriminated against too.

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