Narrative Essay
People are not always what they seem. I was in the eighth grade when I truly figured this out. Although I am not proud of it, around that time I would judge people solely on their appearances. I was a teenage girl in middle school, and it was fairly common to judge people around that age. I had a select group of friends, and we were all considered to be popular girls. We were pretty, we all had the same things going on, and we were into the same activities. We all dressed nicely and carried ourselves well. I took pride in that. I was not into hanging with loud, dramatic, attention loving girls that did not carry themselves well and did not dress or look the way I liked. I loved to hang with girls that looked clean and dressed …show more content…
The girl who started off as someone I thought I could never be friends with ended up being one of my best friends. She turned out to be completely different than what I expected. She was a really cool girl, we clicked with one another, and we ended up having many similarities. Although I didn’t judge Joejoe because of her skin color like the security guards did in the article written by Kenneth Meeks “Shopping in a Group While Black,” I still judged her based on her appearance. I didn’t give her a chance to show me who she actually was. I just assumed the worst of her just as the guards assumed that the young men in the article had stolen something without actually seeing them take anything. The guards should have had a real probable cause to stop those boys rather than listening someone that wasn’t even at the scene, and I should have given her the benefit of the doubt before stereotyping her from the very beginning.
All in all, it was wrong of me to ever judge anyone based on the way they looked or talked. You should not ever judge a book by its cover. I learned that what you see is not always what you get. I thought she just had no style and she was a loud mouthed girl with bright red braids, and she turned out to be a really great friend. After my first day attending Columbia Middle School I decided that I would always give a person a chance to show me their true colors. I would no longer shut people down over such minor
People are not always what they seem. I was in the eighth grade when I truly figured this out. Although I am not proud of it, around that time I would judge people solely on their appearances. I was a teenage girl in middle school, and it was fairly common to judge people around that age. I had a select group of friends, and we were all considered to be popular girls. We were pretty, we all had the same things going on, and we were into the same activities. We all dressed nicely and carried ourselves well. I took pride in that. I was not into hanging with loud, dramatic, attention loving girls that did not carry themselves well and did not dress or look the way I liked. I loved to hang with girls that looked clean and dressed …show more content…
The girl who started off as someone I thought I could never be friends with ended up being one of my best friends. She turned out to be completely different than what I expected. She was a really cool girl, we clicked with one another, and we ended up having many similarities. Although I didn’t judge Joejoe because of her skin color like the security guards did in the article written by Kenneth Meeks “Shopping in a Group While Black,” I still judged her based on her appearance. I didn’t give her a chance to show me who she actually was. I just assumed the worst of her just as the guards assumed that the young men in the article had stolen something without actually seeing them take anything. The guards should have had a real probable cause to stop those boys rather than listening someone that wasn’t even at the scene, and I should have given her the benefit of the doubt before stereotyping her from the very beginning.
All in all, it was wrong of me to ever judge anyone based on the way they looked or talked. You should not ever judge a book by its cover. I learned that what you see is not always what you get. I thought she just had no style and she was a loud mouthed girl with bright red braids, and she turned out to be a really great friend. After my first day attending Columbia Middle School I decided that I would always give a person a chance to show me their true colors. I would no longer shut people down over such minor