A blank can be defined in various ways. It can be defined as a situation, belief, or idea that reduces people to nothing more than inferior objects. I have been a blank space only a few times in my life. All of these experiences resulted in personal growth and maturity .Similar to the perceptions of condescending individuals who deemed minorities of African descent as inferior in Heart of Darkness and The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks. At Camp A, I was reduced from an individual to a caricature of an African American with amoral values because of faulty reasoning and stereotypes. Sunday, June, 20, 2017.7:15 am.7:16 am…The clock on the car’s dash display ticked away slowly. I turned away sharply from the glaring red numbers . “How far away
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As the distance increased, the work environment became more and more hostile. First, it was small things like low, overheard taunts about my style of dress and quiet demeanor that slowly grew to whispers of racial slurs and epithets throughout the week. I tucked the insults away and did not want them to ruin my experience. To tell an authority figure would be succumbing to weakness, I would remain defiant and strong till the end because words were absolutely abstract and could not hurt me. Two days before my departure, I surrendered my defiance and told another counselor of a rival group about my “dilemma” when she asked me did I enjoy camp. An hour later, I was informed that the situation was cleared up and would not continue. As the week of camp drew to a close, my roommates grew quiet and more resentful. I was ready to go home. On the day of my departure, my father learned from the counselor that I told my problem to about my situation and decided to have a conference with the head director. “Listen, George. I talked with the other girls . They reported that it was all in good fun .They are decent girls, and it is entirely possible that Rachel is just stretching the truth.” said Mr. William. He failed or neglected to talk to me or hear any side of my story. Well-behaved girls that he had known since they were toddlers did not use slurs, and I had to be lying. My father grew angry and asked to speak to the coordinator of youth services. After a brief confrontation, it was revealed that he even lied to her about his overseeing of my situation. We left, and I learned that Mr. William was never able to become head director of a youth camp ever again. He already had other experiences with mishandlings with minorities with
As the distance increased, the work environment became more and more hostile. First, it was small things like low, overheard taunts about my style of dress and quiet demeanor that slowly grew to whispers of racial slurs and epithets throughout the week. I tucked the insults away and did not want them to ruin my experience. To tell an authority figure would be succumbing to weakness, I would remain defiant and strong till the end because words were absolutely abstract and could not hurt me. Two days before my departure, I surrendered my defiance and told another counselor of a rival group about my “dilemma” when she asked me did I enjoy camp. An hour later, I was informed that the situation was cleared up and would not continue. As the week of camp drew to a close, my roommates grew quiet and more resentful. I was ready to go home. On the day of my departure, my father learned from the counselor that I told my problem to about my situation and decided to have a conference with the head director. “Listen, George. I talked with the other girls . They reported that it was all in good fun .They are decent girls, and it is entirely possible that Rachel is just stretching the truth.” said Mr. William. He failed or neglected to talk to me or hear any side of my story. Well-behaved girls that he had known since they were toddlers did not use slurs, and I had to be lying. My father grew angry and asked to speak to the coordinator of youth services. After a brief confrontation, it was revealed that he even lied to her about his overseeing of my situation. We left, and I learned that Mr. William was never able to become head director of a youth camp ever again. He already had other experiences with mishandlings with minorities with