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Racism And Racial Profiling And Prejudice

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The words “Boong”, “Abo” or “Coon” are what people called me a million times a day, every day in my entire 15 years of life. It doesn’t matter where I am; who I’m with; what I do, people will still call me with those words instead of my name. I do not say that I am ashamed of my culture or who I am but I just get tired of how society, giving and calling me by the labels, the labels built from their own stereotypes and racial discriminations. And here’s how my life has been filled with racism and discriminations.
As every other day, I woke up with the worries of how my day going to be. Full fills with discriminations and stereotypes? Or being the victims of every other kid’s racist jokes? There are thousands of negative thoughts popping …show more content…

My hair? My face? I couldn’t think of any reasonable reasons. “Oi, Abo why are you still roaming here? Get back to your jungle.” A penetrating voice spoke up, no need to look for who it is, I still can manage to figure out that voice. It is Brett’s voice, the voice that always started my day with all of the prejudiced comments. He also was the first one that started the jokes on me and yes it flowing along well to other kids. I never hated someone voice as much as I do with this brat, Brett. I ignored his sentence and keep on with my silent because I know once I reply back, they will start to laugh at my voice and will keep go on with all the negative comments that they thought it is funny. So silent is the best way that I chose to responses to them. They were about to says something but the bus has come. Everyone was entering the bus and as usual I was the last one to enter. I went straight to the back seat as it where I belong. It took roughly another ten minutes to arrive at school, I patiently stare out the windows waiting for the miracle to happens, helps to lead me find a way out of this racist society. After a few thoughts, I finally I arrive to school. Everyone may believe school is the one of the safest place that you can realises on beside home but it totally opposite for me. It just not where I feels unwelcomed but also where I received the traumatised bullying and comments. Not many teachers know about my story because they have never witness the bullies

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