That white man was given more privileges at work because he was deemed much more superior than that person of colour. A little girl isn’t allowed to participate in that game of soccer with the boys in her class because she isn’t strong enough. She isn’t allowed to wear make up because scientifically her genitals identify her as male.
I used to believe that discrimination was something that is only superficial. No personality taken into account; only physical judgement. Now I’m not trying to convey the message that this type of cruelty is much worse or any better than what I am about to say. I try to treat topics like equals, in order to ease the tension of angering anyone. That’s what I strive to do; treat people with kindness. (As spoken by one of my biggest role models Harry Styles.)
But then I discovered I was different.
By nature I am simply a quiet and timid person. I don’t make much of an effort to be a leader unless no one else steps up to that position. For once in my life I wanted to do something new; I wanted to be a part of my school’s student council. Such an easy thing for me to accomplish since I have the reach of so many students at school. I notice the little things happening within school. When making my video submission to be apart of the council I note the fact I am quiet and timid; though that’s why I notice the small things in life that matter. (Like myself since I am under five feet.)
Yet that would never be enough for a school to care. I am too quiet to be a leader is what is deemed. I got denied to be a part of the student council, and that is the first time I ever really felt like crying at school. I had the support of so many students though I assume that just wasn’t enough. I didn’t have the support of popular kids that were outgoing and such. All I had were outcasts like me, and despite the fact we’re quite large in numbers that just wasn’t enough.
I’ve been discriminated for the fact that I am quiet and timid.
Society is constantly trying to give equal opportunities to everyone though still we cannot seem to reach that. That person of colour is still striving to achieve the same privileges. The little girl continues to nag at those boys everyday to let her play. She still shows up to school everyday in full glam make up in hopes that everyone will understand this is what she wants. I’m still trying to step up and become a leader despite how scared I am of rejection.
Though still the world denies us of these opportunities. Continuously we miss out on such beautiful people all because we never gave them a chance to show their true potential. Then we continue to do so and complain about the fact that so many different issues are circulating among us all. Will these issues ever really be fixed?
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kayla domingo
i am just a smol girl looking to have her voice heard in this huge world.
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Shattered
The thick cold air hits me hard as my body trembles. I was buried beneath many blankets before my body decided to abruptly sit up. Slowly my head turns to glance over at my clock, and it’s still only a few hours after midnight. With a sigh I slip out of bed, placing my feet into my duck slippers. With each movement I take there is a soft quack! beneath each footstep. Drowsily my body manages to find its way to the kitchen through the dark empty halls of this loft. This happened to become a normal occurrence within my daily routine. Wake up at uncanny hours from dreams of him only to continue on, and start my day in hopes it would get better. It’s only been a week, and somehow I’ve managed to finish some work. Yet still the pit of my stomach drops with each and every thought reminding me of him.
By kayla domingo5 years ago in Humans
Hidden Happiness
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By Kaylon Forsyth6 days ago in Humans
"Shores of Peacefulness: A Day of Rapture at the Ocean side"
The sun rose into the great beyond, projecting a brilliant gleam across the serene waters of the sea. Seagulls took off above, their cries reverberating through the pungent air as the delicate beat of the waves lapped against the sandy shore. It was an ideal day at the ocean side, and for Emily and her family, it guaranteed vast experiences and loved recollections. As they showed up at the ocean side, Emily's heart expanded with energy. She could scarcely hold on to feel the warm sand between her toes and the cool sea breeze all over. With a screech of pleasure, she ran towards the water, her giggling dragging along her like a strip in the breeze. The ocean side was buzzing with movement, as families and companions accumulated to partake in the daylight and the ocean. Youngsters constructed transcending sandcastles, their minds roaming free as they etched turrets and channels with their small hands. Couples walked connected at the hip along the coastline, lost in murmured discussions and sneaked kisses. Also, surfers rode the peaking waves, their chuckling blending with the thunder of the sea. For Emily, the ocean side was a jungle gym of vast potential outcomes. She went through the early daytime sprinkling in the waves, feeling the pungent shower on her skin as she moved in the midst of the surf. She gathered shells along the shore, wondering about their mind boggling shapes and lively varieties. Furthermore, she covered her feet in the warm sand, feeling the earth underneath her toes as she delighted in the basic delight of being alive. In any case, the genuine wizardry of the ocean side woke up in the early evening, as the sun plunged low overhead and the world was washed in a delicate, brilliant light. Emily's family assembled around a popping huge fire, their countenances enlightened by the gleaming flares as they simmered marshmallows and shared stories underneath the stars. As the fire snapped and popped, Emily felt a feeling of harmony wash over her — a sensation of having a place and happiness that she knew must be found at the ocean side. Here, in the midst of the excellence of nature and the glow of friends and family, she felt really alive, her heart spilling over with appreciation for the basic joys of life. As the night wore on and the stars sparkled above, Emily and her family clustered together, enveloped by covers and loaded up with the glow of the fire. They giggled and sang, their voices ascending into the night sky like a chorale of heavenly messengers as they praised the magnificence of the ocean side and the delight of being together. Also, as the fire consumed low and the last coals blurred into the haziness, Emily realize that she would convey the sorcery of this day with her until the end of time. For in the core of the ocean side, in the midst of the sand and the ocean and the stars, she had tracked down a piece of herself — a piece that would continuously have a place with the sea, and to the vast undertakings that looked for her on its shores. As the night extended, the ocean side took on an otherworldly quality, the twilight moving on the waves like a gleaming cover of silver. Emily and her family waited by the fire, sharing stories and chuckling long into the evening. The delicate sound of the sea filled in as a mitigating setting to their discussions, its musical rhythm calming them into a condition of quiet happiness. As they at long last advanced back to their ocean side house, Emily felt a feeling of significant appreciation wash over her. The day at the ocean side had been all that she had expected and the sky is the limit from there — a day loaded up with giggling, love, and remarkable minutes imparted to individuals she treasured most. As she floated off to rest that evening, the waves reverberating in her ears, Emily realize that she would convey the memory of this day with her generally. For in the excellence of the ocean side and the glow of her family's affection, she had found where her heart could really find a sense of contentment — where each second was loaded up with wizardry, and consistently was a gift to be enjoyed.
By Nameless writer4 days ago in Humans
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Thanks KD. I needed to see this today. My first post on Xmas day. And girl...I see you. You're a whole lot more than small and quiet. :)