I do have a race, and I am shaped by it alot. When I first came to Mcfarland, it was very apprent that I was African. I felt it inside and out. When I started to gain friends and be more used to us, I was no longer black but white.
The reason that race shapes me is because I have to break the traditional views that people have of me. I have to do better and be better. This is in other situations, not really at school, I sucks that I go through this.
It sucks when people judge you when they dont know you. At the same time, I love who I am. I'm pretty much white and loving it...yeah right, I am actually black...not so much. My color doesnt define who I am or what I will be.
Ending of Caucasia
15 years ago
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