Monday, February 09, 2009
The white man said, "Coloured people aren't allowed here."
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I was Black, when I grew up I was Black, when I'm sick I'm Black,when I go in the sun I'm Black, when I'm cold I'm Black and when I die I will be Black.
But you sir, when you're born you're Pink, when you grow up you where White, when you're sick you're Green, when you're in the sun you're Red, when you're cold you're Blue, and when you die you will be Purple. And you have the nerve to call me coloured?"
The black man turned around and sat down, and the white man walked away...
sometimes we come cross things that could be socially awkward to mention yet it can brighten up someone's mood/day. for me, color has always been an issue because i'm half-half. it hurts when you're 8 and your best friend won't play with you because you're 'black'. it hurts when you're fifteen and your same-colored 'friends' talk in the language you never got a chance to learn.
racism is rampant. most people dont realise it but when the US presidential election was going on, most newspapers took on a stance of obama the 'black' guy. but he's not really. in a way he's like me. half-half. two different colors but nearly everyone sees the physical one.
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I was Black, when I grew up I was Black, when I'm sick I'm Black,when I go in the sun I'm Black, when I'm cold I'm Black and when I die I will be Black.
But you sir, when you're born you're Pink, when you grow up you where White, when you're sick you're Green, when you're in the sun you're Red, when you're cold you're Blue, and when you die you will be Purple. And you have the nerve to call me coloured?"
The black man turned around and sat down, and the white man walked away...
sometimes we come cross things that could be socially awkward to mention yet it can brighten up someone's mood/day. for me, color has always been an issue because i'm half-half. it hurts when you're 8 and your best friend won't play with you because you're 'black'. it hurts when you're fifteen and your same-colored 'friends' talk in the language you never got a chance to learn.
racism is rampant. most people dont realise it but when the US presidential election was going on, most newspapers took on a stance of obama the 'black' guy. but he's not really. in a way he's like me. half-half. two different colors but nearly everyone sees the physical one.
what we could have been, 10:28 pm.
