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Day 22: Something That Upsets You

 Some things that upset me are deforestation, Donald Trump, and the nonexistence of unicorns. But I guess global disasters like that upset everyone...

Things that upset me personally though? There are kind of a lot. Here goes...

One thing that I find super annoying is when people ask where I'm from, and get surprised when I say I'm from here. Like, just because I'm not completely white, I have to be from somewhere else? That makes no sense. What happened to America being "the great melting pot" or whatever? That question is usually followed up by, "No, but where are your parents from?" Well, my mom is from here. If you go back, her mom, my Oma, is from Germany, and her dad is from Hungary. Making me half white. Then my dad is Pakistani, which is usually what people really want to know. And his parents, my Amma and Abba, both migrated from India when they were kids. Which is kinda cool for me to know, but what gives you the right to ask that?

Another thing that annoys me is when someone tells me, "But you're white." Wow, thanks for completely ignoring a part of my heritage. And just as bad is: "Yeah, but you aren't really white white." Okay, so now you're saying that because I'm half Pakistani, I don't qualify as being white, despite being a quarter German/Hungarian? Why can't I just be both? The concept isn't that hard to grasp.

It's kind of strange. My school is pretty diverse, and lot more of the "But you're white" comments happen at school. But in other aspects, like my elementary school and my neighborhood and some of my summer camps, where I really am one of the darker skinned kids, (and I am light brown at best, mind you) I get a lot more "not white white" mentions.

In fact, my district high school that I'm going to next year (against my will) even invited me to join this group with some fancy acronym that I can't remember which basically meant Minority/Colored High Achieving Students (MCHAS?). Whaaaat? Okay, so this high school has a notorious reputation for being the snobby rich white school (at least in my community), but if light-brown-at-best me is the best they can come up with for a minority student, this is gonna be worse than I thought. I said no, by the way, because my mom said it was a ploy to make the school look like it's supporting diversity or whatever. Besides, it would have taken the place of an elective and there is no way I'm missing art for that. And I had many more things that upset me, but I'm at the bottom of the page. Dang it...

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