No. I’m not your average face.
Clara Chun,
Los Angeles, CA.
I’m a Thai-Chinese, Korean, White girl. It’s about as confusing as it sounds, but I refuse to not acknowledge a single part of my identity. Because all of it exists.
The Race Card Project
By Michele Norris
Clara Chun,
Los Angeles, CA.
I’m a Thai-Chinese, Korean, White girl. It’s about as confusing as it sounds, but I refuse to not acknowledge a single part of my identity. Because all of it exists.
Emily Einhorn,
Beachwood, OH.
Whenever there is talk about racism, a part of me feels guilty. I have lived in a small suburb my entire life. In this town, people joke you’re either black, Jewish, or Asian. I have never witnessed a racist act and I feel as if I’ve missed out on being a part of a prominent aspect in American culture. I have never felt targeted as a Jew and I have never seen any of my friends be targeted for the color of their skin. I am taught that, that is not how America really is and as ridiculous as it sounds I want to have the opportunity to stand up for what I believe is wrong. I hate feeling like a lucky little white girl.
Ashlyn Rachelle Sharp,
Azle, TX.
I hate the term “typical white girl”. Why does a girl whose taste buds enjoy pumpkin spice lattes have to be categorized automatically in some stupid stereotype? I may be “white”, but my heritage is so much more than just a typical white girl. My veins are flowing with the blood of my family going back centuries; Irish, German, Native American(Cherokee), Spanish, black dutch, and english…When did a wonderful heritage such as this become such a rude stereotype of #basicwhitegirl? I have been rooted in my multi-faceted heritage since I was born, and I’m not basic, I’m me.
Bronte,
Grand Blanc, MI
>I picked this as my six words because if you were to look at me you would think I’m just a white girl but I come from many different countries.
Ava N,
West Point, NE
I am a junior attending Guardian Angels Central Catholic in West Point, NE. I have always lived in a small town, and the school I attend is predominantly Caucasian.

Jasmine Baker
East Lansing, MI
Growing up I was placed in the gifted and talented program in my elementary school. I learned to speak what this society refers to as “proper English.” Because of that, many Black students would tease me and tell me that I’m black, stop talking like a white girl. What does that even mean? I laugh about it now 🙂
Description: This is me in Ephesus, Turkey on a Study Abroad trip to Green and Turkey Summer 2014
Tanea,
Lancaster, CA.
Emma Steadman,
Durham, NH
The University System of New Hampshire
As someone who grew up as a white U.S. citizen, I have not personally dealt with many racial challenges. Although I have not had these experiences, I have had others believe false narratives about me being unaware or uneducated about the racial issues others experience. Just because I am white does not mean that I am insensitive or uneducated, I am just a white girl.
Stephanie Wichowski,
Mount Olive, NJ,.
I’m proud to be Polish and part Irish but because I’m white and a girl I automatically get grouped into other categories. I get told I can’t dance “because I’m white” and I’m told to prove that I can dance. (Mind you I’ve been training at a dance studio since I was 6 years old.) People think I have some sort of privilege because I’m white (even though people confuse me for being Spanish and I’ve been called a spick before.). I’m called a racist at the drop of the hat, and blacks always say that they can’t be racist cause they are not white. Being racist is not only a white thing.
Look at the Black Panther group or the Black Muslim group. Also why is it ok for a black person to call a white person a cracker, a snow princess, white trash ect? Why after all these years just because I’m white my ancestors are blamed for the whole slavery thing? My family moved here about 65 years ago because of the things that were going on in Poland, and by grandfather’s family came over from Ireland during the potato famine. Oh and people think it’s ok to call me a Mick/Polack.
People think I can’t handle spicy food. People think I love Starbucks and frozen yogurt and go out for it often (when people take me out for it and I don’t know what to get or when it comes to frozen yogurt places what to do/how it works, I get stared at weird because I’m a “White Girl”.). People try bribing me with qdoba and chipotle and when I tell them I hate the food and never go their of my own free will I get looked at weird and have literally had people be like “but your a white girl”… it’s like what’s your point… I don’t associate who I am with the color of my skin so why is it ok for others to do so?
Francesca Magno
Portland, ME
I come from a very large Irish/Italian family. We have traditions and ideals representative of different cultures. Yet, when people identify me I am simply a white girl. People do not view me as a mix of races. I could be any other ugg wearing, latte in hand, textaholic, but I don’t feel I am only what I appear to be. Due to my non-defined characteristics for either of my ethnicities I am only seen as one. Yes, I am white, but my heart is a representation of three flags. Green, white and red. Orange white and green. But most importantly red, white and blue.
Taylor Grace Thomas,
Young Harris, GA
I’m at 19 year old white girl and anytime I’m by myself I have these words ringing loud in my ears because a young girl alone at anytime of day is bad experience waiting to happen in this day and age.
Ivy
Portland, ME
Yes I am a white female but I do not think I fit the stereotypes associated with the label “white girl”.
Brooke Cobbin
Jacksonville, FL
For years, I have been pleasantly surprising people because when they read my name Brooke (Morgan) Cobbin they expect to see a white girl. When they read my essays, my emails…they think I am white. It’s funny to me because of how names are trendy. How many Madisons do you know that were born between 2002 and 2012? What’s in a name? When you saw that I was black, did you feel differently? Did you think of some new questions to ask? I mean some people have been terribly honest. I began to wonder if this was why I continued to find myself as the only black girl in a particular group. It’s better now, but it still rests in the back of my mind. There are many educated, hard-working, black women named Brooke in this world!
Paula Morris,
Long Beach, CA.
A white girl growing up in Orange County, CA, where I was anything and anyone “different” was “bad”, I have found love with two wonderful men in my life: the first one (who died) was African American, and the second one is African. The happiness both have brought me is too threatening for my family; my brother can barely stand to look at me.
Tracey Rae Palmer,
Myrtle Beach, SC.
I was told never to kiss a n***** or get close to them; they would only rob you or kill you for money. I found myself in collage in 1979 and a black man got an “A” in his class. With arms held wide and incredible excitement, he kissed me and continued to celebrate with the other classmates. I just stood there. It was not different, it was wonderful. I was scared to say anything because he may come back and … then what?
Yaela Ettlinger,
Olympia, WA.
Collected from The Race Card Project, On Location: Seattle Community Colleges
Born 1950. Attended Madrona Elemetary on 34th street and Union, Seattle from 1955 – 1962. We could all play together until 3rd grade. Then the other African-American girls began to follow me and my best friend Joan around the playground calling, “What are you doing with that white girl, Joan?”. So Joan could no longer be with me during school hours. Lonely times for me!
Jessica,
CA.
I am a white female living in California with my white family. I grew up in an area where I was one of a few white girls in my school. I made friends of all different races and came to understand the benefits of diversity, however, it wasn’t always a pleasant experience. I was bullied by girls who were both Mexican and black. They called me names like, “stupid white girl,” and made fun of my freckles and pale skin. Many girls would laugh and say things about me in Spanish because they knew I couldn’t understand. I would come home crying to my mom because I was not a fighter and would never have done anything to fight back. My mom would tell me to ignore them, but it only made it worse. A group of black girls even threatened to jump me after school and I would hide in the bathrooms. These experiences made middle school and some of high school pretty miserable, but yet because I am white I am always treated like a racist. If I am racist then why is it that I was bullied so badly by other races when I never bullied anyone because of their race? If I speak on the matter, I am ignorant and people say that only white people can be racist, not other races. In other words, I am privileged so I can’t speak out about how people treated me. I find that to be really sad. It shouldn’t matter what color you are: racism is racism. If you dislike someone simply because of their skin color, you should be called a racist. But if I point this out, I am simply someone who can’t see beyond my white privilege.