Amanda's Stereotypes

Throughout my 4 years at Booker T., I've met a variety of people, of whom, I never dreamed I'd ever come into contact with. Of those people, there is one person that really stands out to me. For the sake of her privacy, I wont reveal her name, I'll use a pseudo name (lat's say, Amanda). Amanda is an African American female in the theater cluster, she is a talented mime and even more talented costume designer. Amanda also happens to be a very far right winged republican with some of the most intense views on immigration and religion influenced studies that I've ever seen in someone of her race. I ought not be shocked that African American, conservative Republicans exist in the world, there's many feasible combinations of race, gender, and …show more content…
Everyone was throwing around the names of their favorite candidates and political figures; Ben Carson, Barack Obama, Hillary Clinton, Bernie Sanders, and of course, Donald Trump. One weekend, while I was at a sleepover, I got a text from a friend saying, "You wont believe what Amanda just posted on Facebook." Me being the curious person I am, launched the Facebook app and took a look. Sure enough, I did not regret my decision. Verbatim, Amanda had posted to Facebook, "#StopHillary2015, Vote Donald Trump 2016!" Initially, I laughed, I thought, "Wow. Amanda. What a funny joke!" I couldn't imagine ANYONE actually voting for Donald Trump, the idea seemed pretty obscene to me. Then, I looked at the comments. There, before my eyes, was a fully fledged argument between her and THE most politically and democratically inclined student at our school. You can't fake the kind of intensity I saw in their words to each other. Both seemed to have obviously done their research, because each of them had articles upon articles describing their views practically spilling out of their pockets. The next day at school was very much tense. Everyone who had seen the argument wanted to know what was going to happen next, who was going to say something to her, and whether or not there was gong to be another fight. With just a few words, she had managed to offend 75% of our schools population, however, she seemed unfazed by the hurtful comments thrown her way. I was kind of envious of her ability to not care. All day, I had managed to not speak to her. We weren't good friends or anything, just two girls who shared some classes, so I didn't have to try hard to avoid her. We did, however, share the 2nd to last class of the day. As I walked into the classroom, we went to our regular spots, the teacher took attendance, and we started working. After about 45 minutes, the