Today I was late for second block and walked in to find everybody's got their head down and they all be writing. "What does your face say to the world?" was our topic. Miss Saunders is already going round collecting papers by the time I began to write. I only got to write 3 sentences and she ain't not letting me have any excuses. She still wanted me to answer the question. Of course somebody be teasing me after that. Of course they be teasing me 'bout my skin colour. When Miss Saunders told us about how she felt about her face and about how she ain't just naturally like the way she look I gained respect for her. I know she struggles just like I do and can't believe she's been going through the pain, the agony of the taunting, the teasing. I know it ain't feel good and I hope that ain't how I get teased when I'm older. Hearing her say those words have made me curious about what I gonna look like when I'm older and if the teasing is ever gonna stop. Hearing those words have made me WANT to make the teasing stop. No way am I gonna let people treat me like I ain't no nothing. I ain't gonna let anybody treat me like I'm imperfect. Char ain't gonna be liking that idea but it's something I feel needs to be done. Sucks for her but I know I deserve a lot better than them.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g-POnP8O2R0 - You Shook Me - Willie Dixon
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