The Importance Of Racial Profiling And Bullying In Education

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Being asked, to sum up, what little I’ve known of life into a question has proven to be much of a task but led to the pressing question of how racial profiling and bullying by my fellow classmates affected the social decisions I’ve made throughout my life. The story all begins with the decision to leave the warm, sunny, culture enriched island of Trinidad being made by my parents in early 2009. By June of the same year, I was in New York City enrolling in elementary school for the coming school year. I started the fourth grade in a new school, with new people, and a new culture. During my first month of school, I excelled and the class became boring for me. I topped the class and the principal decided to move me to the honors class. The following …show more content…
One autumn afternoon during recess, one of the girls in my class told me that I did not belong in their class because I was not white and she pulled my hair and ran away. I recall going home crying about why I was not the same color as the other children and knowing that was the main reason they hated me. My parents called the teacher the following day, and the situation only worsened. When school resumed, after Christmas break, my fourth-grade teacher petitioned that I be removed from the gifted class because I had not taken the appropriate examination to be classified as "gifted." I remember thinking how it was my fault that the teacher did not like me and that maybe she wanted me to fail some exams. However, my parents became involved and the principal, who was also white, reprimanded my fourth-grade teacher. Following this incident, I began to feel more comfortable with our new teacher and decided that it may be time to try and be friends with the children in my class. I attempted, on many occasions, to talk to the children, play games with them, or even participate in class group activities and they completely, and collectively, shut me …show more content…
My horrible experience in elementary wound me deeply in a social aspect and result in me not relying on anyone in a group, or opening up to my fellow classmates. By seventh grade, the guidance counselor, and the vice principal informed my parents that the school had reached a decision to put me in therapy because I showed signs of under developing social skills. When given the chance to explain my actions, I tried to think of what to tell my parents, vice-principal, and counselor. I proceeded to explain that my quietness was not a lack of social skills but rather the personal interpretation I had on a quote said by Gandhi, “Speak only if it improves upon the silence.” I realized that I stumped everyone in the room and continued explaining that everyone in my grade was of black descent, so they had similar cultural backgrounds. I knew that the students either all spoke some form of French, or they all obsessed about whose weave was better than the other, and the boys were either joining gangs or getting into expelled, and I was intelligent enough to figure out that I could not contribute to their conversation. The truth was I did try to make friends but failed because the girls accused me of not being “black enough.” I explained that I interpreted not being “black enough” to mean that I did not understand their

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