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Reflection About Racism

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Throughout most of my life, I can say that I always thought of myself as equal as everyone else. I never thought of myself as special as any other person in the world and I was alright with that. When I was a kid, I was too oblivious to figure out what racism was and how that had an effect on how others perceived me. I usually had no problem talking with anyone I found worth talking to because I didn’t care about their ethnicity or background or how they looked. Honesty I would say that I am fortunate enough to live in a time where being black is culturally accepted in the states. I had some clue that the color of my skin was somewhat looked down upon, but because I was naive, I didn’t care about what color I was. This may sound peculiar, …show more content…

Looking back, those were the darkest times in my life because I started to reflect on the past too often and could not look towards the future. Even though I was struggling with my self-identity, I still didn't let that stop me from focusing on my school work working towards my graduation. The reason I'm here at the URI is because I had someone to look up to which would be my younger brother. He has influenced me in a way that has been life changing. My brother has cerebral palsy, which is a condition that makes it so that you can't walk, talk, or do anything. It basically makes you a sitting rock. He has lived in a hospital for his entire life because of the severity of his condition. However, he has defied odds and has survived longer than what most doctors suggested he would live up to. I remember when I was little and my mom was crying her eyes out after the doctor had told him to end his life because his condition was too bad to handle. Keep in mind that this was while she was driving so she would've easily crashed because she could barely control herself. He inspires me to not only improve myself, but also makes me want to live better for his sake. I honestly wouldn't be in college if it wasn't for him because he inspires me so much to not only live for his sake but also live for myself. In the book “the autobiography of an ex colored man”, Anonymous also goes through an identity

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