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When An Idealist Writes About Racism / Stereotypes

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Hannah Mecum Mrs. Gallos English 3 Honors 18th April, 2016 When an Idealist Writes About Racism/ Stereotypes A young woman is walking alone on her way back from a long night shift and she passes an ally. There’s an old, huddled dark skinned old timer plopped in the ominous mouth of the allway and this woman (who was raised to have common sense) clutches her purse and refuses to look in the twinkling man’s eyes. She also refuses to acknowledge him when he calls in a sickly tired voice, “Have a blessed evening.” She just drones on thinking of the terrible things that the old “Gangster” could’ve have done to her. On her last block the young woman found a pale stranger plopped on the corner of her apartment building, he had a cup filled of change and a hat covering his eyes. He pushed the cup towards her and her stomach filled with automatic sympathy and disdain that a poor starving artist was in front of her building. The pale stranger received a five dollar bill, a blessing, and her before bed prayers. Now, this was a hypothetical occurrence was made by something we’ve seen too many times. Racism and these stereotypes will never die until races and our stereotypes die. People are still going to what they think they know instead of branching out to all the possibilities in the people around them. The outer shells of other people are the warning signs to other people opposite of the social spectrum of society to not even try to have any connection with them, yet folks

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