Have you ever felt being treated differently by others?
We live in a world where everybody thinks they are perfect—a world that serves as safe zones for some but a world that seems too harsh for some. Why can’t we just feel the same thought to be equal?
“Once upon a time they were two girls,” I say. “One girl had black skin, one girl had white.”
Mae Mobley looks up at me. She listens.
“Little colored girl say to little white girl, ‘How come your skin be so pale?’ White girl say, ‘I don’t know. How come your skin be so black? What you think that mean?’
“But neither of the little girls knew. So little white girl say, ‘Well, let’s see. You got hair, I got hair.’ “I give Mae Mobley a little tousle on her head.
“Little colored girl say ‘I got a nose, you got a nose.’ “I give her little snout a tweak. She got to reach up and do the same to me.
“Little white girl say, ‘I got toes, you got toes” And I do the little thing with her toes, but she can’t get to mine cause I got my white work shoes on.
“‘So we’re the same. Just a different color’, say that little colored girl. The little white girl she agreed and they were friends. The End”
Baby Girl just look at me. Law, that was a sorry story if I ever heard one. Wasn’t even no plot to it. But Mae Mobley, she smile and say, “Tell it again.”
― Kathryn Stockett, The Help
In a world full of selfish men, overpowering, and green-eyed monsters, it is impossible not to deal with discrimination. It is a battle of white versus black. And most of the time, the black men became underdogs. Why?—because white men think that blacks are trash and worthy of the position below. They think that blacks don’t deserve to be above so they always put them on the ground.
I don’t know why discrimination exists in this world. We were born and created by one God. Yes we may differ in color but that doesn’t mean that the color should distinguish our positions in life.
Just like Shade (pronounced as Shady)—a 22 year-old lady from Nigeria.
“I’m a Nigerian. Discrimination… a lot…” She said when I asked her if she already experienced it.
“…by many Filipinos” Wait, what? By many Filipinos? Seems shocking? No. Not at all. Of course for me it’s not because I’m a Filipino and I know our values. Filipinos are known all over the world as kind and hospitable people especially to the foreigners.
Yes it is true that we are known to be hospitable. In fact, it is one of the taglines used in a campaign for Tourism. But one nature of the Filipinos is to gossip around. If you’re new to our country and you strongly believe that we are hospitable and kind, then you will be surprised to know the negative side of some Filipinos because what you’re expecting is like a fantasy and far from reality; also turned out to be distracting. And that’s the unexpected truth behind the “hospitable Filipinos”.
“Sometimes they gossip about you and when they gossip, they laugh at you… the way you don’t expect them to laugh.”
“And you know, sometimes when they laugh at you, you find meanings why they laugh… the way they look at you and say something in a language which you don’t understand.”
It’s really hard to be a tourist in a foreign country because one barrier that will keep you away from the people is the language. What more if you will live in that country. You will have to deal with different people and for you to be one of them, you have to learn their language for you to understand them.
“And number two, you know, in this world everybody have their own particular smell. And for me, some Filipinos smell but I don’t tell them they stink because I know it’s not good.”
“Sometimes you feel like crying”
“Nobody knows you… but you can’t do anything, you can’t say anything. You just have to keep quiet and watch them”
“…but I’m used to that”
Four years is a long time for her to live like that in the Philippines. She is used to that situation. She confessed that at first, she felt angry but then she realized that it will not make the situation better. Every time that it happens again, she just laughs at it for her to make friends and be one of them. For her to cope up, she said that she just cried. She spent time alone with nobody, because she has no friends and no family here. She also believes that she is independent now that’s why she needs to be stronger.
Now, she is a graduating student of Centro Escolar University with a degree in Business Management and a notable Varsity player in Women’s Basketball.
I didn’t write this to ruin the identity of Filipinos. I wrote this because I want to open your minds to all the possibilities in life—that what we have always known is not what we’ll always see. This is just one of the racism issues in the world. We are not the only ones who did this; there are also other people from other countries who treat foreigners or natives harshly.
Treating black men like they’re made of trash isn’t moral. We shouldn’t demean what blacks can do because most of them are better than any of us. Seems unbelievable? Well here’s my proof: most of the successful and well-known artists (showbiz or music industry) are blacks. When it comes to music industry, blacks have amazing talents that make us turn into the beat and some of them are:
While in the world of TV and Movies, blacks also proved that they have a place at the top like:
Still not enough? Well, here’s another person to prove you that blacks can’t be insulted. She’s just the most influential woman in the world according to different Media Agencies in US. She’s none other than…
And hitting the list is the most powerful man in America—the President—Barrack Obama.
(Image Sources from Google.com)
And why do people discriminate others?—for some, to put themselves up; while others do it just for fun. By doing so, it doesn’t make them any better. Making others feel bad doesn’t make us cool, it just makes us worst. We don’t have the right to label others with nasty and offending names. We don’t have the right to treat them differently because in the first place, we are all the same.
“The piano keys are black and white but they sound like a million colors in your mind”
― Maria Cristina Mena, The Collected Stories of Maria Cristina Mena