Introduction
I learned from a young age how racist this country is as I am always being discriminated against my race since I am Muslim and most white people hate Muslims after 9/11. People got this massive hatred towards Islamic people. In middle school. I hated all my classes because kids would make fun of the way. I talked, and I was scared to stand in front of the course and present in front of everyone when we had any presentations, so I skipped class on those days. I still remembered to this day when we had a performance about our background in history class, and it was my turn to go up to the dais and present. I overheard this white kid whispering to his friends that I am a Muslim and that I am going to fail the presentation because I had an accent and no one would understand what I was saying. It hurt my mood, and I kept thinking to myself that he might be right, I am probably going to fail this presentation. White people judge other races because they feel like they are superior to them, and since we are in their country, they have the right to treat us the way they want. It is due to the people not standing up to racism and are afraid to speak up for it if they see such an act. I think the primary cause of racism is bystanders not speaking up on it and white people take advantage of that. Americans tend to believe that because one is a trump’s fan, it does not make them racist automatically.
Discussion
They say “a brown colored Stephen is an eight years old, tiny, unwell and desperate young boy”. Sometimes he talks and moves his mouth as if he was talking. At next time, Stephen laughs out loudly without any reason in class. He is the un-malicious child as he can do his school work effectively. He is poor in math and reading. When he was in Third grade, that class had substituted teachers much of the year. As he is now in Fourth grade but his work is at the level of Second grade. I say “No one ever complained about the things that happened to Stephen, because he is orphan, no father and mother”. He is the ward of State of Massachusetts. He has been given to an impoverished family who does not even want him now since he is not a baby. Stephen often comes to school severely beaten with whenever I asked him about it he has always denied it because he does not want us to know, what has he been going through and what has he been facing?
When I asked him how his eye got severely shabby and purpled, he firstly, lied to me that he had an accident then someone opened the door. Later, he acknowledged it was due to his stepmother who had thrown him out on the verandah. I thought, children in the class had real compassion and sympathy for him after they saw him, but it was only shocking to them. Despite, being poor in his studies, he was an outstanding artist. His artwork was good, but it was not clean, un-organized, casual and messy (Graff, Gerald, and Cathy Birkenstein, 254). He received embarrassment at the hand of his Art teacher. The technique used by the teacher was to pass designs and students have to fill in the colored plans according to dictation. They say, “He sat silently when Art teacher was performing and talking”.
When an Art lesson started, they say “he sidelined his little drawing and try the paper and paint that he was usually given, using the watercolors”. I say, “If Stephen cheated during a lesson Art teacher generally would not notice him. If she did, all the children would be prepared for distress”. Art teacher asked him loudly, give me that piece of garbage with mixed colours. At very next point, better if, I say “that the garbage and junk he made was the real artwork in the class and art teacher did not know much about it either”. When we had been caught for our friendship, that art teacher forbid us not come near to each other. He stopped coming near me and prevent his drawings to show me. It might be possible that he was doing this to keep me out of the trouble caused by him. The art teacher once grabbed him by his arm and brought him to the class and announced, he was standing in the back of hallway and making faces and himself. While the teacher was talking, Stephen continuously was staring towards the floor as he was embarrassed by being exposed and hauled before the children. I did not realize that it was shameful for him rather, I say “it seemed normal and rational to me maybe he was checking his existence”.
Conclusion
Possibly, they say, “it may be the curious and desperate act, but I say, “it was unnatural so as was the behaviour of Art teacher”. One time, I saw Stephen standing in the corner, I went to him and tried to get him to look up at me with a smiling face. They say, “He remained all withered”. If you do not look up at me and still make yourself curl-up like that, it will just seem that if you wanted me to think “you are a little rat”. He suddenly at for once looked at me and said, I know, I cannot be a rat because a rat has got a little tail. I say, “His answer made it more clear and explicit to me.”
Works Cited
Graff, Gerald, and Cathy Birkenstein. They say I say, the moves that matter in academic writing. 2 ed., 2014.
Kozol, Jonathan. “Death at an Early Age: The Destruction of the Hearts and Minds of Negro Children in the Boston Public Schools.” (1967).
