Stereotypes: A Personal Analysis

The single story is about how a people stereotypes one another based on what they learned through books, media, people, and other sources. For example, Chimamnda announced how she viewed Mexicans as immigrants and them trying to get through the borders, but the moment she stepped foot into Mexico the perspective she got from other sources changed everything. She was ashamed of herself because when she visit the view was completely different because what she saw was happiness, love, and fun. The single story is an image that is created based upon information that was given, but not on your own perspective. In other words, it is the truth to the reality. For example, when people hear of Niagara everyone think of land, poor, Africa, homeless,

The film does have a very important and very controversial content. The film was violent and showed things as I truly believe the way things were. Yes, it was hard to watch at times, but it was the truth. The film is a really good example on what happens when people live life with hatred in their hearts. A good thing that Derek’s younger brother Danny learned that he wrote on his paper is “hate is baggage, life is too short to be p*ssed off all the time, it’s just not worth it” and I agree with him.

On a daily bases people make excuses for everything. Everything meaning our actions and the things that we say. Common things that we make excuse for deal with sexist, racist, and heterosexist comments. Sexist is classified as saying that one sex is better than the other. An example of this is someone calling a male or female something that they are not. I do not like this because we are all humans and deserve to be respected and not called something that is degrading. We all know that racist is downgrading one race compared to another. An example of this is, saying that all black people are loud and ghetto. We all act the same but some people do certain things different from others. That’s just there way of living. I do not think that just because one person acts one way the whole race does also. Heterosexist is defined as heterosexuality is better than all other expressions. An example of this would be talking about how a guy dresses and calling him gay. I do not agree with this as well because it is good to stand out and be your own person not matter how others see you.

I commend you for openly saying that you have such bias against that group of people. However, as a police officer, it is your responsibility to serve and protect the people. Meaning, you have to protect everyone regardless of their gender preference. You are on your way to acceptance because you have acknowledged the problem and you can do it. We have biases towards certain groups of people, race you name it. However, it takes a brave person to acknowledged

With the roadblocks in Callie's adoption it's been a long couple of months, but she was finally getting adopted tomorrow. The whole family couldn't wait for her to officially be a Adams-Foster.

“Elders, this is a scan of Katherine Ayla Regan’s brain when she arrived here yesterday. I’d like you to note the unusual activity in the parietal lobe. She tapped the screen, and the parietal lobe became greater. Kat looked at the screen confused. A weird pink light was pulsing across the lobe.

Lux stands there motionless. Mallory and Anastasia run over embracing her. Walking her over to the couch to sit down.

There are always going to people in the world that are going to think that people of a certain race, religion or sexually orientation well never been the same as themselves even though everyone is human and we are all the same. This visual argument shows seven identical looking skeletons and from left to right is labeled: white, black, gay, straight, Catholic, Atheist and human. Every skeleton looks exactly that same and shows that no matter what someone looks like, who they believe in or who they love, everyone is human. The human body has 206 bones that make it up and they aren’t exactly the same between anybody but they are built and arranged that same way. Although there are very specific details and differences between every skeleton but this photo argues that everyone is equal because skeletons are built the same and uses emotion by showing that the skeletons that everyone has look the same even though what is on the outside may look different.

We have the ability to completely block out things and people we are not focused on. They become invisible and we can only see the things that align with what we are focused on.

The sky more ominous than it had ever been engulfed my custom home as I sat still on the caramel brown leather sofa. Each move I made seemed reluctant, because my ears were hungry to hear the adult's conversation. Growing up, I was taught to never listen to "grown folks" conversations, but this particular stone worded syntax couldn't help but be cemented to my ears. After hearing those words, they pierced my heart like Cupid's evil twin's arrow. "Black lives are of no worth to anyone, thus minorities are impeded because their overabundance of melanin.” However, I have taken it upon myself to be a counterexample.

It was ten minutes until the start of class when they approached me. Donning dark jeans, fresh highlights, and an air of seventh grade superiority, these two girls had caught wind of a rumor and had come to see if it held any truth. “We heard you were adopted,” one said to me. “Is that true?” I was flushed with a mixture of shame and embarrassment, the girls’ stares piercing me as I grappled with my response. I was faced with two options: either admit it, which seemed as attractive a choice as gnawing off one’s leg; or lie, denying what I knew to be a fact. Deciding, I turned to the two girls, looked them straight in the eye, and muttered, “I don’t know who told you that but it’s a lie. I wasn’t adopted.” Their eyebrows furrowed together and my heart seized in my chest, hoping they wouldn’t interrogate me further, praying they would believe me. After an

Many people look at someone and think they know who they are by how they look. People get this point of view from the different stereotypes that the society put on a group of people. From going around the room and asking different people. What did they think of me? I received a variety of descriptions.

This week’s readings were not completely surprising as I’ve always been well aware of the stereotypes that most races face. Being a female Hispanic, I have experienced some of these behaviors both at work and out in society. I worked at places that valued men more than women, and at places where I was the only minority in the office. Being in HR, I want to be able to make positive changes in reversing discriminatory behavior and valuing everyone the same. It has often been a challenge to get management on board, which we know from our discussion this week how important this is for a diverse environment to work.

When I was only a little girl, I had been told that true beauty came from within. Yet as I grew up, I noticed that looks mattered. From their attractiveness, race, age, or gender, anyone’s image was always up for scrutiny. Under those circumstances, I grew up thinking that if people were to judge me based on my appearance, that I should judge them the same way. Though, as I became older, I at some point learned that how a person looked wasn’t always in their range of control. A person simply isn’t born with the choice of picking what they look like, nor are they born with the choice of having a genetic disorder or disease. In that case, I believe that nobody should be defined purely based on what they look like.

When I was four, I wanted to be a princess. My mother explained to me that I couldn’t be a princess, and I should shoot for something more realistic. Then I decided I wanted to be a fashion designer. Mom informed me that it wasn’t a satisfactory paying job, and I should think about something sterling for my future family. Next, I exclaimed that I wanted to stay home and take care of my kids; mom said that I should make money. Finally, I said I wanted to be a nurse. Mom smiles and said, “Dr. Cameron Miller. I love the sound of that.” while smiling and rubbing my head. I sipped another sip of hot cocoa and it slides down my throat. In that moment, I knew nothing. All I knew was that no matter what, I wanted to be a princess.