Honestly, I have seen a lot of racism here. I have also experienced something similar to racism because of basketball. Since I love basketball, I decided to try out for the school basketball team in high school. The people who tried out were Americans of white and black backgrounds, and I was the only Chinese player. They actually treated me very well, and made me feel comfortable. The coach determined the team 's players by observing everyone 's training process. However, he never noticed me, because I was always the last one to finish the training. I always believe that sports spirit is very important, even if you are the last one to complete the training. But that was not the case in this situation. On the final day, we were required to play scrimmages. During the games, I truly felt that “atmosphere.” My teammates never passed the ball to me, and I did not get a chance to play. Whenever I got a rebound, they just shouted “Give me the ball!” And that’s what I did. After the games, the candidates were posted on the wall. Obviously, my name was not there. I saw that they were celebrating, and I just walked away. At that time, I understood that racism also existed in an invisible way. I could only accept it
Honestly, I have seen a lot of racism here. I have also experienced something similar to racism because of basketball. Since I love basketball, I decided to try out for the school basketball team in high school. The people who tried out were Americans of white and black backgrounds, and I was the only Chinese player. They actually treated me very well, and made me feel comfortable. The coach determined the team 's players by observing everyone 's training process. However, he never noticed me, because I was always the last one to finish the training. I always believe that sports spirit is very important, even if you are the last one to complete the training. But that was not the case in this situation. On the final day, we were required to play scrimmages. During the games, I truly felt that “atmosphere.” My teammates never passed the ball to me, and I did not get a chance to play. Whenever I got a rebound, they just shouted “Give me the ball!” And that’s what I did. After the games, the candidates were posted on the wall. Obviously, my name was not there. I saw that they were celebrating, and I just walked away. At that time, I understood that racism also existed in an invisible way. I could only accept it