The Importance Of Stereotyping

People around the world seem to always talk and assume what other people are really like. Some are just afraid of different and others just have too much hatred in them. The reasons for these stereotypes against other people have been around for decades and might seem to never end. Although many people have suffered this situation, they have achieved their goals to become a better person and succeed. Stereotypes can make a person gain strength and courage to overcome these situations and make them see how wrong people can be assuming and stereotyping other people just because they are different. People are branded with assumptions and do not realize what a unique and valuable brand they really are.
There has been stereotyping for many years

I’ve find it hard to socialize with people who do not like young people. I’ve been stereotyped in a way where I was challenged by a man around his 50s who was supposed to qualify us to rent an apartment where he managed the contracts. When I called him to schedule an appointment to see the apartments we talked about how we were a family of four and needed to move out of an another apartment. When we went to the apartments the man was surprised seeing us as a family. He right away and went to the point and told us that there were no parties’ allowed and no loud noise. He then told us that there were calm residents living there and that they might not like us because we were young and had kids. I was 23 years old and my husband was 28, we were not that young but he insisted we looked somewhere else. I do admit that sometimes our appearance does fool people, but it is not a reason to judge a book by its cover. I have had many experiences with stereotyping in many different ways. Whenever I went out for dinner with my friends, who some were not Hispanic, they would always ask me why I would order some spicy like every Mexican should. They assumed Every Mexican eats spicy food, but I dint. In fact I’m very sensitive to spicy in my mouth, so then they learned that not all Mexicans eat the same food. I like Mexican food but my favorite is sushi and they would just say that I’m “weird”. This kind of stereotyping does not bother me much unlike others that are really difficult to forget. One morning, on my way to school when I was just 12 years old, there were a couple of Hispanic men working on the garden of the apartments we lived at. This one man who was around his 20s and 30s started stalking me and following me to school and from school. He was always asking for my name, age and phone number. He assumed I would give out my information because I was