Inspired by @ListPrompts
  1. Something I'm scared to write about.
  2. I'm a white person. I don't want to say something insensitive.
  3. But here I go. I apologize in advance if I say something I shouldn't.
  4. I think it's going to one of the worst rated elementary schools in my small town and seeing that the majority of the school was made up of non white kids and then moving the previous year to a higher ranked school and realizing that there were only two minority kids in the entire 300+ student school.
  5. It's realizing as an adult that the school with the minorities got the worse teachers and the worse principal. It had nothing to do with neighborhood. But with the population of the school.
    Btw the schools are still the same.
  6. It's going to residential treatment for eating disorders and having one minority there the entire time and watching the priviledged white girls make comments to her because of her hair and watch the reaction of the staff because they don't have non-white patients.
    Even though white people aren't the only ones to get eating disorders.
  7. It's going to a small Christian college and watching them recruit minorities only for sports and never for music or public service clubs.
  8. It's watching the division at the college as the wealthy priviledged white kids sat on one end of the cafeteria and the minority kids sat on the other. It's listening to the attitudes of the white kids talk about the sports scholarships and the poor grades they must be making.
  9. It's rooming with a wonderful black women from Zimbabwe during college and learning that she had no where to fit in. She wasn't accepted in "white culture" because of the color of her skin yet she wanted to participate in the college religious activities which were mainly white.
  10. It's watching Obama get elected the first time with my roommate as tears streamed down her cheeks and she said "now, Kate maybe I will be respected because a smart black man is president and I am a smart black woman".
  11. It's watching her dreams slowly get crushed over the next six years before she returned to Zimbabwe as she was treated as an ignorant, uneducated person by the majority who met her.
  12. It's watching her return to Zimbabwe and realize that's she free of white privilege and is flourishing in a land that respects and honors her for who she is.
  13. It's mourning the fact that America never saw the woman I knew simply because she didn't have the right skin color.