From the shadows into the light
Dulce K Struthers,
Mount Vernon, WA
I grew up undocumented and am still unlearning my behavior and ways of thinking to not draw attention to myself or my family.
The Race Card Project
By Michele Norris
Dulce K Struthers,
Mount Vernon, WA
I grew up undocumented and am still unlearning my behavior and ways of thinking to not draw attention to myself or my family.
Vivian Li
San Jose, CA
I deeply appreciate my heritage as a Chinese-American. It has taught me about a complex culture, thousands-of-years-old ideology, and a strong sense of identity. I am proud of the country my ancestors hail from and its incredibly rich and its understudied history. It has given me beautiful looks, and the wisdom of being a minority. But I can’t help but feel so angry every time I see the complete lack of representation of Asians in every aspect of American life.
Why is it that Chang, one of two Asian characters, on Orange is the New Black has so few appearances, speaks broken English, and is perceived as the weird, foreign other? Why am I judged so quickly because I have black hair and soft, almond eyes? Why are the mental and emotional problems of Asian-Americans largely undiscussed and generally regarded as nonexistent? Why is it so taboo among Asian-American communities to openly discuss race issues?
I’m always angry but I hide it well.
Hollie Watson,
Murfreesboro, TN
Technically seven words, but oh well. The only way I can relate to racism is through the hate I get by being gay. People that don’t really know you automatically hate you and judge you based on one thing. I’m just fortunate enough that I can be a coward and hide most of the time.
Brenda Parson-Ross,
Phoenix, AZ.
There is no place to hide.
Yolanda Brantley,
Minneapolis, MN.
Growing up as a mixed race child in a predominantly white neighborhood in the ’60’s was scarring. I knew I could appear as only “Caucasian” but my name gave me away. So I changed it to hide from everyone.
Nathen,
Seattle, WA.
Collected from The Race Card Project, On Location: Seattle Community Colleges
You are what you make of yourself. There will always be those that will tear you down, call you names seek to defame you, they are not important. What is important is what you choose to do with your lot in life; wether you should falter and accept their terms of bondage to a label, or if you rise up and break the mould into which they would have you caste. Those that would malign you only do so out of fear and spite; Fear for what you might attain without their label, and spite, for those who labeled them.
John King
Catonsville, MD
A wall made of no real human substance but fear. A wall where differences find a comforting place to self-justify. A wall behind which no growth occurs. A wall for the sake of a wall only.
Grace Ostrum,
PA.
Didn’t know I was Native American Indian until I was 38 years old. My family still won’t talk about it.