Describe at least one example
of a microaggression which you detected this week or remember from another
time. In what context did the microaggression happen? What did you think and
feel when you observed the microaggression or when you found yourself as the
target of a microaggression?
I was trying to go back in my mind to forms of microaggression
that I have witnessed. I was having a hard time recalling any. I remember going out with a group of people
in college. We were all discussing where we should go to dinner; someone
suggested that we go to a fried chicken joint. My girlfriend said I do not like
fried chicken. A friend of ours said, I thought all your people like fried
chicken and watermelon. We all laughed
including my friend. Now I realize now that it was a microinsult. My friend never mentioned it to me, but now I
wonder what my friend really felt.
Looking back, I feel sad that she could have been hurt.
In what ways did, your
observation experiences this week affect your perception of the effects of
discrimination, prejudice, and/or stereotypes on people.
This week my family and I drove 2000
miles to our new home in Florida. Along the way, I encountered many different
people and often people watched. I paid attention to some of my thinking and some
of my thinking saddened me. I always
strive not to be judgmental; however, I realized this week that I do make judgments
on the inside. I was sitting in a play area in a shopping center. A family
walked up. The husband was dressed in shorts, t-shirt, and sandals. The little
girl was dressed in a fashionable summer dress. The mother was covered from the
top of her head to her ankles. Being new
to this climate, I thought, man, she must be hot. I immediately thought, her
husband must be cool, must be nice. I gasped inside knowing that I had assumed
the woman was uncomfortable and I have no knowledge of the woman’s thinking or
culture. This week’s studies have made
me aware of how I think and view the world around me. I am working on changing
it and having less discriminatory, prejudice, and discriminatory thinking.
I heard this poem many years ago (before 2006) and I loved it and wanted to share it.
And you call me coloured..??
Written by an African child and nominated by The United Nations
as the Best Poem of 2006.
as the Best Poem of 2006.
And you calling me colored??
When I born, I black.
When I grow up, I black.
When I go in sun, I black.
When I scared, I black.
When I sick, I black.
And when I die, I still black.
When I grow up, I black.
When I go in sun, I black.
When I scared, I black.
When I sick, I black.
And when I die, I still black.
And you white people.
When you born, you pink.
When you grow up, you white.
When you go in sun, you red.
When you cold, you blue.
When you scared, you yellow.
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you grey…
When you born, you pink.
When you grow up, you white.
When you go in sun, you red.
When you cold, you blue.
When you scared, you yellow.
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you grey…
And you calling me colored??
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