Stop asking me WHAT I am.
Tory Marcus,
NJ.
Although I hold my uniqueness close to my heart, WHAT I am should have nothing to do with WHO I am or what I have to offer the world.
Our Blood is red we are one
Poloko,
South Africa.
We need to come together and fight crime not one another. This is no longer our world, we will die and leave the young lost and with hatred let us Love
Awareness: ONLY the FIRST BIG step
Yzolde Chepokas,
Eden Prairie, MN.
Going through this process of learning about race, racism, culture, multiculturalism, diversity, and so on, I have come to the conclusion that being aware of the world outside of my own world is only the beginning of this journey of supporting social justice. As this change occurs within myself it gets projected toward my environment. So many things I just didn’t know.
Black Guy In A Crazy World
Courtney Taylor-Preville
England
I love being black.
Can’t we please share the world
Big Rick,
New Zealand.
ONE LOVE
Mother gave me a different world.
Mary Horton
Richmond, VA
I didn’t realize until shortly before her death how different the world my mother gave me was from the one she was raised in. My mother had Alzheimer’s, and in the last few years of her life, she reverted to some of the attitudes and behaviors she had learned while growing up in rural Virginia in the 1930s and 1940s. I saw her use language and do things that were not tolerated in our home in the early 1960s. I am grateful that she changed and didn’t burden me with what she struggled to cast off.
Be the good in the world
Ashley Garneau,
Virginia Beach, VA.
God painted the world in color
Cassidy Capoferri,
Wayne State,
Macomb, MI
Growing up Catholic and in Catholic schools, we were always taught that God loves everyone, no matter what. He created all people equally. It was so simple when I was younger, but the older I get, the more I see people ignoring this. It doesn’t matter what religion you’re part of, if you put your faith in God or Buddha, or if you believe in anything at all. What people should agree on is the fact that the world looks a whole lot better in color.
Child of deaf mother, hearing world.
Heather,
Fishers, IN
If you have never heard about deaf culture, please go and read about it. Growing up the oldest child of a deaf mom, I never remembered learning sign. I didn’t know we were different. I didn’t know I was loud! I still don’t know when I am being loud. I love my mom. I am so glad that I had the ability to have the experience of another culture growing up.
My heart will forever be grateful
Randy-Michael,
Long Island, NY.
No matter the struggles I go through as a Puerto Rican adult in this world, I will forever be grateful of what I have been granted in this life. My family, my friends, all the positives and the negatives I cherish and when I get knocked down, I learn to get back up. Nothing can stop me from being who I am.
Little brown girl, white man’s world
Beatriz Mallory
Newfoundland, PA
My father was one of the first black men to work at IBM in the late 50’s; my mother a Puerto Rican who migrated to NY to go to college. My father embedded this mantra in my head from a very age. I was a “little brown girl” in a world dominated by people we could never be. Thus, I had to be not just as good at everything as any white person could be — I had to be far better. This tenet was not lost on a growing mind experiencing integration unfold as IBM transferred us from city to city, but the constant pressure to be perfect were to ricochet through our family’s complex life, and still reverberate today.
Our Faces, Our Races, Our World
Danielle Watson,
Las Vegas, NV
How awesome. I happened to stumble upon this website today! I place my card and artwork here happily.
Be the change (and) ignite the possibilities!
Betruth,
St.Paul, MN.
We need to have so much hope for those who choose to see the love and peace in the world. While also seeing all the perspectives and opinions of others. Our cultural differences can lead us a stray from all the facts. I will not be burdened by the pigmentation of my skin but I will point out the injustices done to all minorities, whites included. That are subjected to the ignorance of those who don’t choose to look at all spectrums…How are we going to make a full statement if one simply doesn’t know the history or background of the other. We are all a unit being run by a hierarchy. We have people that make it harder for all of us to walk as one. Why constantly point figures?
I am one who is looking at articles, statistics and documentaries for some free lance social work.
I am co founder of a diversity team and I am an active peace activist. To be honest all that means nothing if I don’t respect the people that surround me and educate those who don’t know better. Their ignorance is not my weakness it is theirs. Mass Media, Corrupt Law Enforcement, and people that don’t understand the equal right concept …doesn’t see all angles. I don’t promote hate or violence of any kind. We need to walk hand and hand…Becoming part of the change is important, but understanding the need for change is much more.
Out of Appalachia, into the world
Katie Pickard Fawcett,
McLean, VA.
Grew up in Eastern Kentucky in a county that is in the bottom 5% economically in the country. I have done social work in Appalachia, tutored students for SAT prep in VA, worked at the World Bank for 10 years, and am the author of To Come and Go Like Magic published by Knopf. I grew up in a tight-knit community and my “community” continues to expand.
