
Not Conforming to Society’s Standards
In my 14 years on this Earth, I quickly picked up that the world would hate me for the color of my skin.
Wether it was nasty looks when speaking spanish in public, nasty looks in general, name calling, or simply having grown adults pretend I wasn’t in the room.

Although it has never really bothered me, it’s something that has always been in the back of my mind, because it had to be. And by that, I mean that I couldn’t just ignore the fact that some saw my skin color, my language, and my culture as a threat or a bother.
And it wasn’t just my people, no, it’s Hispanics in general, Asians, African/African-Americans and many more. For decades, people of color (poc)have been oppressed and put down because “we don’t conform to society’s European beauty standards”.
A perfect example being, Maya Angelou’s “Graduation”, in which the main character tells the story of her high school graduation and how their, white, guest speakers completely crush their hopes and dreams for the future.
Specifically, when the speaker says that “The white kids are going to have a chance to be Galileos and Madame Curies and Edisons and Gauguins. And our boy (the girls weren’t even in on it) are going to try to be Jesse Owenses and Joe Louises”.

Now this is a perfect example of blatant racism that people of color have to deal with every single day of their lives. Graduation is supposed to be a day of celebrating students hard work and accomplishments, but no. This man decided it would be good to tell, this amazing class of proud black students, that if they wanted to reach even a small level of success in their life, they would have to pay their dues because of the color of their skin.
Actions like that, make it seem like “the accomplishment was nothing”, (Angelou). Like no matter all our hard work and efforts we will never be anything in life.
And frankly, there is some truth to it. Because we aren’t given the same opportunities, because we are declined a job interview, or of a higher education, or because some people can’t go running, or to the grocery store, or in public in general without being shot.

And so we never make it out, because there are so many things pulling us down.
But despite all that, no matter how many stares I get, how many names I am called, or how ever many times I am ignored, I will always be proud of my culture and my skin.
“Graduation” by Maya Angelou – https://drive.google.com/file/d/10GmT-xcJ8259vyzsZN4OzmME-Hst-2Ez/view

















