When I first started learning about racism in-depth and opened my eyes to the injustices around me, I was a bit too optimistic about it all. I thought that racial solidarity was easy to achieve. 1, 2, 3 and boom it’s there! I was positive that I could show solidarity to other races, especially ones...
I took AP US History last year, and my teacher told us about the many racist acts passed by Congress as a response to the influx of Chinese immigrants starting in the late 1800s: there was Chinese Exclusion Act in 1882, the Immigration Restriction Act in 1917 and the National Origins Act in 1924. The...
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Recently, a black man was shot and killed for selling CDs, another for following a police officer’s instruction, and a man also supposedly hung. I’ve been stuck trying to organize my words. I’m trying to rephrase my sentences so they sound right and ethical, but I’m having a hard time with this.
I want to tell you a story.
Summertime is when I most feel like a teenager. Each adolescent summer of my own has included: love, journey, music, friendship, sensitivity, power, body exploration, heartbreak, and unworldly experiences.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned from debating, it is that it is important to listen and learn, even if I don’t agree.