Writing Workshop Wednesdays (7)

My classes recently finished reading Angelou’s “Graduation” and Douglass’ “Learning to Read and Write,” which is a glimpse into the inequality of segregation and the inhumanity of slavery.  I am currently watching the series Mad Men (my mother-in-law’s suggestion) and as a woman am abhorred at the treatment of women.  My heart bleeds for the family of journalist Steven Sotloff, a man’s life taken due to his being an American.

Prompt:  Are you able to recall a time where you were a victim or a witness of discrimination of any kind?  Explain.


8 thoughts on “Writing Workshop Wednesdays (7)

  1. I can still see him sitting there smoking his pipe; the smoke and smell penetrate the entirety of the house. He is the sole person downstairs in this spacious family room sitting in the brown chair which faces the television. I can hear him raising his voice in a high pitch repeatedly. I turn the corner to see what he is viewing. On the screen is a Tampax commercial, and a woman is selling the product. He is mimicking her voice. As the years go by, I listen, and he repeats this high-pitched sound whenever a female is present.


  2. The day still is plastered in my mind, I was a sophomore in high school and I was outside in the blistering heat. It was a hot and muggy summer day, as I resided in Central Florida. I participated in football and I was a starter and a captain on my defense, and I witnessed racism first hand without the player not even knowing that it occurred with him. It was my normal practice schedule from 10-12, and I had my captain’s meeting prior to practice. Jordan who was the offensive captain was sitting there when I walked in and I took a seat on the green couch that laid in the corner. We started our conversation with Coach when we heard in the background our secondary coach yelling how he refuses to let ‘Jeff’s black ass start on his defense’ we were appalled at what we heard because Jeff was a great player and he deserved to play. Well Jordan was highly upset because he himself is African-American, we both got up and addressed the situation and said to the coach, ‘The best player plays, despite race, gender, etc.’. He got all flustered and stormed out of the office, we then followed him into the locker room where he said to Jeff,’ You’re a great player but you will not start on this defense.’ Jeff had no clue that he was being discriminated because of his race. Later that day that Coach was fired, then Jeff started the next day, but he never knew why he wasn’t starting. It is sickening that his decision would be based off of race.

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  3. I have witnessed discrimination many times living in the St. Louis area. Whenever a bunch of the high schools around mine closed there were a lot of African American kids who had to come to my high school because they had no other choice. And a lot of the kids that already went to my school would say mean things about them coming there. One specific time I remember was when some white kid slapped a colored kids books out of his hands and told him to go back where he belongs.

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  4. I’ve have seen many discriminating moments happen in my city which is Chicago,IL. I remember one time when this one colored women was forced to get off the bus with about 5 shopping bags and the bus driver was white. The bus driver said under his breath “I don’t want my bus looking like a coloring book”. That is just one from 100’s of discrimination’s moments I have witness.

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  5. The first thing that comes to mind for me was this past year in my senior of high school. There was a transfer student who was black and played for the football team. Now I did not play football but I always remember hearing white kids in the locker room yell at this poor guy and call him the “n” word. Other times they would call him Black Bryan which he sometimes did not mind but there were other times that some students would take it too far and say some pretty degrading stuff regarding his financial situation. The worst part was how they talked to him considering he was a fellow teammate of theirs and often threaten to fight him. He was always reminded how lazy he was and how he did nothing for the team. This kid later transferred three months later.

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  6. I actually was a victim of discrimination. In a town called Beecher, near my home in Crete Illinois which is about 4 to 5 hours from Mckendree University, there are people who do not like African Americans in their town or school. I was on the cheerleading team for Crete Monee high school and we had to go there to cheer for the boys basketball game. As my team walked through the door a Caucasian man, with short brown hair, about 6’8 says “what are these niggahs doing here.” My coach reported him and he was escorted off of the property.

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  7. I have not seem much discrimination in my life, but something does come to mind. I have witnessed it more with people who are socially awkward rather then what race a person may be. In my high-school there was this kid named Vincent who always had a hard time speaking out in class and participating in group work. Insecurity can be very hard on some people, especially when they continuously feel rejected by their peers every day. People would bully him by calling him rude names or throwing crunched up balls of paper at him because they knew he would not speak out and defend himself, so they found it entertaining. Little do they consider what he could be going through that has made him this way. Instead of making him feel accepted and helping the kid for later in his life to not be socially awkward they just made it worse. Probably the most sickening thing I have watched someone mentally do to another person.

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  8. One thing I will never understand is why people are mean to others especially when they have diseases or problems that they can not control. My sister was diagnosed in June of 2011 with epilepsy. This came down hard on our family since it was right after my grandpa had just had an accident that paralyzed him. My sister was terrified to attend school, fearing she would have a seizure there and would be made fun of. It was during the first month of the school year, and she was in charge of leading chapel that morning. It is a big deal at our grade school so all of our family attended. While she was speaking, she had her second seizure. The school cleared out the church and let us take care of her. She needed a towel to put around her neck, and I ran to the cafeteria to find one for her. On my way there, I saw a kid in the hallway fall to the ground and fake having a seizure. Being a big sister, I went and stood up for her. The kid told me, “what I can’t help your sister is a freak.” Luckily for him, a teacher happened to be walking by and took care of the situation, but I have lost all respect for him, and for his family.

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