Narrative On Segregation In School

Segregation is over, but predujudism is not. Growing up as a white female, I never once guessed I would end up dating a black guy. My parents never really told me I couldn't date a boy of a different skin color, but then again, they never really advised me to either. It all started last December. This was when I first mentioned the idea to my mom. Actually, she was the one who mentioned it to me. My dad always leaves for work before all of us others in the house even wake up. Most mornings we are rushed getting ready for our days, but for some reason on this particular morning, my mom had enough extra time to cook a yummy breakfast consisting of eggs, bacon, and oranges; We all had time to sit down and enjoy it together.
I guess my mom had previously overheard me talking about this boy I liked with my best friend, because shortly after I sat down at the table she asked, “Who is this boy you and …show more content…
When I came home she knew a lot of things about this boy that I never thought she would find out. At least, I hoped she would never find out. A while back, he had failed his drug test. This was the main thing she gathered details about. As a parent, she has a duty to protect me as much as possible. Being that this was one of the few things she knew about him, I can understand why she was so mad about it. She fussed at me for the next several months, and she and my dad did everything they could to keep me away from him. I was constantly getting my phone taken so they could prevent even the slightest communication between the two of us.
My dad was more strict about it than my mom was. One time, I got caught hanging out with this boy when I wasn't supposed to be. When my dad found out he yelled at me and shouted “I will sell your car and kick you out of the house if you ever bring home a black boy.” My dads big reason for me not being able to date him was because of his skin color; He did not know about the failed drug