What Does Diversity Mean To You Essay

I grew in a country where people aren’t defined by their color skin but by their actions. Where I was everybody’s daughter and everybody was a “compadre”. A close-knit community with an expressive vocabulary, where words aren’t enough to describe what’s in front of our eyes. I never felt different, I always felt part of everything—the trees, the singing birds, the smiley old lady, I was part of something greater than me.
I could say that at the time I was sheltered from the world or that as a child I didn’t see diversity, all I saw was people. As you grow, society forces you to observe the difference between people not for who they are but for how they look. With time your opinion began to be molded into boxes of black, white, yellow, red as if humans can be categorized by their skin color. I never thought of myself as black or white or yellow, for me, it didn’t matter where my ancestors had come from or their language or their culture—I was me. It might have been ignorance on my part, to think that these things should not define me as a person but they did. I was twelve-years-old when I came to the United States, young and excited for a new beginning, a new adventure. It was also the time I began to realize that I was different and that these differences set me apart …show more content…
We studied at the same school, rode the same bus and even had the same friends, but our world couldn’t be so different. But Why? As an ELL student, my classes were in trailer classrooms on the back of the school campus with students that didn’t even belonged there but were placed for filling out “yes”, next to the question “Do you speak Spanish at home?”. Not being an English speaker rob us from many academic opportunities and it wasn’t until I got to the “regular” and “honor” classes that I realized how different our worlds