Stereotypes In High School

Stereotypes have a big affect on society today from young to old they affect everyone. However though we are talking about Dinuba Students, on how stereotypes affect them and everyone around them on campus. Being stereotyped in high school is tough it’s like bullying or judging others on what you think about them.

The media portrays high schools being full of identity stereotypes, whether it is in movies, TV shows, or sometimes music. Each school has the group of star athletes, the kids bound for broadway, and the kids who could become the next Einstein. Every show or movie has the same supporting character who each belonged to different cliques.

Our class does research on the way stereotypes affect people in our school. We have interviewed 165 students. 79% of the people we interviewed were in 9th grade. The rest were evenly spread between 10th 11th and 12th grade. only 42% of our participants were female, while 58% were male. The majority of our interviewees identified themselves as white at 46%. 33% were hispanic or latino 7% were african american 4% were asian american 10% were other and 1% were native american. A majority of our participants also identified themselves as student athletes and teenagers. Our participants most noticed their stereotype at school but outside of class. A majority of our participants responded by ignoring them at 46% prove them wrong was 11% turn it into a joke was 16% confront them was 7% play the part was 5% and other was 15%.

The one place that everyone thinks is their own personal hell, theirs plenty of reasons though. It could be that you don't want to spend your day learning, you hate your teacher- especially Mr. Harris-, you have no friends, or the most famous one is that you have bullies. Bullies from the popular group like Lydia, who would bully you mentally by criticizing your outfit. Or Jackson; who would, other than pushing you against the locker, mentally bully you by saying your weak, you can't play lacrosse, or by making you think your poor by boasting about his new silver Porsche that he got from his rich adoptive parents. Then, last but not least we have

There is a lot about your story that expresses how I felt during high school. I avoided high heels then and I still do today because I could never figure out why anyone would go through that type of pain just to wear shoes. I wore make-up, but I never went as elaborate as my friends did. My hair had a mind of its own and it was always a curly mess that did whatever it wanted to do despite my many attempts to fix it. I wasn't called butch nor did I have problems with people spray painting negative words on my car; however, I do know what it's like to be looked at differently because of the way that I dressed. I think that stereotypes focus a lot on someone's physical appearances and I really wish that that would change. I’m pretty sure that

One of the many things people discriminate against is age. Someone may claim that if a person is too young, they cannot help in the church. People may also say that older people can’t do anything because they are too impotent. Even in schools, High Schoolers may not want to help out anyone younger than them because it is deemed “not cool.” We should help elementary students, our elders, and high schoolers or young adults.

From third grade until my first year of high school I attended a private school. Trinity Christian school, a predominantly protestant school, (while still accepting of catholics and other denominations of christianity) also was attended by a vast majority of white students. There were, however, multiple people of color in my class that I made friends with: A Filipino kid by the name of Joven, and two African American kids, Deantre and Cortez. They were very nice people, and I’m glad to have met them. They were smart, compassionate, and funny in their own ways. They were my starting exposure to people of color, and I’m glad I met such good people. I had only experienced stereotypes and racism through the news and the internet at my relatively young age, never experienced them first hand.

During the summer before my junior year I truly felt that I transitioned from a child to the person that I am today. An event happened which became such a huge turning point in my life that I barely even recognized myself after it transpired. It occurred during volleyball camp, when one of my closest friends and I were sitting in the locker room waiting for the day to start. Our conversation started off with simple small talk. Then, completely out of the blue she told me something that felt like a punch in the stomach. She stared straight into my eyes and said “Erin, I know you’re gay.” I couldn’t do anything but stare. So many thoughts were tumbling through my head that my vision became blurry and I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t know what to

The models of this picture are the teenage boy and girl sitting in a classroom. The faces these two are making are priceless and are one of the top elements on making this photo funny. The fact that he is trying so hard to hold something in that the veins in his face are popping out is so ridiculous that it is funny. Also the girls facial expression helps the situation in the picture because she looks so mean and intimidating. It almost looks as if the boy in holding in something so he doesn't make a fool of himself in front of her. With the situation, the two are in it makes the photo relatable using social media and everyday occurrences.

Although one may argue that male students are distracted by female clothing in the classroom, this stereotype is inaccurate. The assumption that is being made when the rules are in place is that if girls are not covered, the learning of male students is at risk since they are not mature enough to control themselves in a learning environment. Ask guys around school and chances are, they do not think that the shoulders of the girl sitting in front of him distract from his learning. If the answer is yes, then they should be taught to not sexualize girls in that manor. Girls are not sexual objects and are not there for the pleasure of a guy. Eliana Dockterman in her article "Schools Are Still Slut-Shaming Girls While Enforcing Dress Code" insinuates

I see Purple! Western Illinois University(WIU), is a public college in Macomb, Illinois, and is about one hour away from Virginia, Illinois. Western also has Quad cities in Moline, Illinois for a smaller schooling experience. Macomb holds the main campus and has a population of 18,352. The city is an average size college town, with great transportation. Western has a bus transportation system that can take you anywhere in Macomb. The busses are also free to all WIU students, Macomb has bus stops all around the city making transportation easier for first year students who don't have cars(Western Illinois University,2017).

Since I remember I have not been a talkative person. While I was growing up, I have observed individuals that are generally quiet in the classroom and, at some point during class, they get confident enough to share their ideas with the rest of the students. Ideas that they have been thinking the whole year. People, called by our society bullies, appear at the scene laughing

Before adolescence, I held no preconceived notions of people based solely on their looks, other than an antipathy towards boys. Tag was a common recess game that everyone was encouraged to play regardless of their cultural beliefs. The game was simple and did not discriminate, since everyone was able to commonly translate the rules. However, as I grew older, the game changed, and barriers divided us. No longer were we a homogenous group; rather we were separated based on our appearance, smarts, and values. At this juncture, I felt forced to choose my associations. The days of interacting without preconceived judgment were over. Personally, I wanted to belong to a group that was considered “smart,” so I pressured myself into taking advanced

Stereotyping. It exists, whether you want it to, or not. You can see it virtually anywhere. In public, in school, at home, even in other countries. However, it is very evident here in America, especially in school.

I come from a school where the guys’ attire consists of bowties and khakis, and the girls dress up in a formal dress or skirt more often than not. There are more parent volunteers than imaginable and virtually the entire town comes out to support the football team on Friday nights. I have lived a sheltered life thus far… my parents are still together, no major deaths in the family, and if someone references drugs or teen pregnancy, I’m a deer in headlights. Even though I have partaken in an abundant lifestyle, I am continuously reminded that that is not the scenario for numerous other students in their community. My high school is a safe environment, chock-full of students and teachers who yearn to be there. However, there are clearly students