Tag Archives: Black

Carlo’s Story

When I first arrived in the United States, my obstacles to making friends were primarily cultural. Coming from a truly multicultural society, it was hard adapting to a culture where people divided themselves according to historical ethnic backgrounds. Having had … Continue reading

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Sara’s Story

One incident that I think my parents found kind of fascinating was when I was four years old. That was the first time we traveled outside of Pakistan, and we went to the States, to the UK, and Turkey. I … Continue reading

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Rachel’s Story

I grew up in a very small town.  All the members of the town were White and Catholic.  If they weren’t Catholic, they lived in the next town over, but they were still White.  As a child I probably would … Continue reading

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“Especially in Front of White People”

In 1st grade, I told my black teacher, in front of white teachers, a fellow black student called me a nigger. They all gave me astonished looks and later my black teacher was upset with me and I couldn’t understand … Continue reading

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Neil’s Story

My first short-lived romance was when I was three or four years old with a little girl I met in the mall. We called each other girlfriend and boyfriend while our parents watched us play and hold hands. Without the … Continue reading

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Jordan’s Story

The first time I remember being aware of race was when I was about six or seven years old.  Tyrone, an African-American boy of similar age, lived across the street from me and we would frequently play together.  I have … Continue reading

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Esteban’s Story

In 1994 I was working at the University. This is a story about an experience one technician working in my lab had. Her name was Elizabeth. She was a white very Christian woman. One time she was involved in a … Continue reading

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Dana’s Story

I had a lot of trouble understanding why race was important when I was younger.  I remember thinking, “what’s the big deal?” and “did I come out on the losing end?” In fact, I can remember a white friend and … Continue reading

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Adrienne’s Story

When she was about eight or nine years old, she learned about slavery for the first time. She was immediately enraged and sad that something so insidious like that happened, but more notably she began to realize that race mattered. … Continue reading

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The Masai with the Light Sabre

My family is white. My parents had recently returned from a trip to Tanzania where they visited a Masai village. They gave my 2-year old daughter a present of two dolls, a Masai mother and her baby. At the playground … Continue reading

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