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I’am the fourth child on my mother’s side and the second on my father’s side. I have a two sisters and three brothers. Conversely, My position in my family is the caretaker. Consequently, being the caretaker in my family, I find myself carrying the bulk of my family emotional stress. I identify as African-American female.
This quote once again brings up the point of white writers stereotyping blacks for the amusement of a specific audience, who are mostly white individuals. Continuing, Mateeka also goes on to discuss how in some cases white writers make more money off of using black characters in a novel than a black writer who uses their own race in a novel. Another quote from he article states that, “ When African Americans writers write about African American people, white folks don’t read them. When they write about us: bestsellers. This quote shows how much white writers are able to prosper and entertain their audience by creating stereotype filled novels.
Health Factors of a Caucasian-American Reflecting on the Caucasian-American culture required for me to first look into what my culture actually entails. In this paper I will discuss what elements of my culture are beneficial as well as detrimental to my health, the health disparities that my culture faces, what about my culture causes those disparities, and how society contributes to these disparities. Only upon this analysis of my culture and myself will I truly understand the health risks of being a Caucasian-American. The main benefit of being a Caucasian-American is that we have access to great medical care.
It’s been one day with Donald Trump as the United States President Elect and the amount of fear flowing through our collective hearts is sickening. No human should have to fear for their life, but Americans especially should not have to fear. Our forefathers created a nation in order that we would not have to fear. But think of all those who have feared for their lives in America, all of the minorities in race, sexuality, and belief- all of those people who are in a nation that preaches protection and equality.
When I first joined the Navy in 1994, we had a few guys that supported the white supremacy ideology and they were kicked out. At that time I began to have a little faith in serving and being an American. As the years went by my faith in serving and being an American slowly faded away. Because you could see the racist ideology began to form and now it has come to a head because of our President (#45). But after all the hatred we are experiencing in this world today, God’s love will overcome and we have the VICTORY as long as we stay in the word of GOD.
This poem being from 1951 verbalizes the internal struggle of a black college student. During this time period it was socially acceptable to think the color of a person’s skin could dictate a person’s interests. He internally battles with the idea of identifying with a white man and how his white professor will be forced to identify with him after reading his paper. The poem also depicts the struggles of all college students of any time period. While he specifically mentions his struggles as a black man some of these struggles are also reflections of how most students don’t identify with their professors.
Every individual attains an innate desire to be something great and to form our mark in the world we live. This desire is displayed in our dreams, our child-like dreams of changing the world and I am no different. When I was little, people would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up. For six years my response never changed, with my chest puffed out, I would boldly state, “I’m going to be the first black president of the United States!” Then on November 4th, 2008 Barrack Obama stole my dream and was elected the 44th president.
Challenges are events that are used to change you for the better should you choose it accept it. The challenges I have faced wasn’t a matter of choice but of something that I have no control over. Some people will tell you it’s a burden, some say it’s an entitlement or free ride. Science says it’s just having a high amount of melatonin due to geographical location for survival. To me though, being black probably one of the biggest challenges a human can have in America at least I find it terribly perplexing.
I am a free African American, but in a since I am not free. I am not a free person because I am not allowed to vote or speak out for myself and my country where I live in. I want to have rights, but I am not allowed to due to some circumstances. Even though I am a free African American, people are saying that there is no proof that I am a free African American. Also, when a white American captures me, I do not have proof that I was a free African American, and I will be sent into slavery.
“America is a melting pot.” This metaphor is often used to describe America’s strong diversity for there is hardly anyone in this country who is purely one nationality. I am a person who has ancestors from many locations. After interviewing some of my family and doing lots of researching, I have learned that I am very diverse. I am 1/8 Greek, Sioux, Irish, French-Canadian and Hungarian; 1/16 Croatian and Slovakian; and 1/4 Italian.
Although I, my parents, grandparents, great-grandparents, and previous generations were born in the United States; being an involuntary immigrant is something that has always crossed my mind since I was a young child. I always wondered what life would be like now if our ancestors were never taken from our home and brought to “America”, but what African American hasn’t. Growing up a young African American female with sickle cell anemia I’ve encountered several socio-cultural dynamic situations. As a child, my parents somewhat sheltered me from the reality and negativity of the world, partly because I would be too young to understand, and because they wanted me to make my own decisions. I went to an elementary school that was predominantly black,
Living in a place where you don’t know if stepping on your porch, or going to get your mail may be the last day of your life. I come from a very happy family but a very cruel world, everything that looks good is not good. Momma always told me no matter how bad a situation is I can drop to my knees and God will be there, and wherever I am his angels are always with me, so fear was rare. Often African Americans couples are not together, my mother and sisters father split up in the year of 2011. She was married to my sibling’s father for 17 years.
1933-Winter I had just finished gettin my beatin from mama after T.J. had framed me by throwing em dadgum cheat notes that he snatched at my house yesterday while he was ¨looking for his hat¨ in my lap. That chicken knew what he´d done and he was gonna pay for it. He bolted out o the school like it was on fire, not letting anything get in his way I pushed through the door and already knowing what I was gonna do to em asked where he went. Cassie, Christopher-John, Little Man, and Claude all waitin to see what was up, followed me to the only place T.J. went after school, the Wallace store. It was hard to concentrate with all the yelling and dancing at the Wallace store, until I spotted him fleeing out the back where I sped after em catching
I thought I knew what it meant to be equal. I thought I knew what it meant to have equal rights. I genuinely believed that everyone in this country was equal to one another. I know now that that is not the truth. I learned that I have more privilege over others because I am of the middle-class, I am getting an education, and I am white.
His language promising to “make America great again” spoke directly to the anxieties that white identity politics is centered around. So much so that the belief in white identity politics became an indicator in determining the likelihood of a person was voting for Trump. With that being said, white identity politics has been tied to prejudice. There was a strong correlation between prejudice and white identity politics. At least 60% that believe in the importance of white racial identity, believed that they saw discrimination against whites, and were worried that whites were losing jobs to minorities indicated that they would vote for Trump, as seen in the Washington