Personal Narrative: My Naviance

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My Naviance account reads: Multi-Racial Male. Having lived near my Asian grandparents for the majority of my life, I understand that segregation still exists in society. Despite being both Filipino and Irish, I look Caucasian. I often hear rude remarks and jokes made about Asians. While these remarks are not meant to offend me, they always do.
At the start of junior year, I transferred to a Catholic high school. The last thing I expected was to see the blatant bullying prevalent at my old public school, but it was there. One day in Theology class, a girl began harassing an international student sitting behind her. She spoke loudly in a purposely obnoxious and racist manner, mocking his Asian heritage. It saddened me to see the boy’s downturned

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