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Since I came to America I have always seemed to receive one of the top grades in my class. Before that, I was an average student and I never really cared about school as much until the sixth grade. That’s when I began to realize the importance of education and I realized how lucky I was to have that opportunity where I received a solid education for free compared to India where you had to pay for school annually. I began to work hard and I suppose it paid off in the end. My parents do push me to do well in school and people think I do well in school because my parents are always pressuring me. My parents do push me and sometimes to the point where I get really frustrated however that’s not the reason why I work hard in school. I’m not striving to do well because of my Asian parents. I mean, my parents would still be the same if I were black, white, orange, blue, or green. My family’s value of education will never change no matter how different we might've been. I really don’t appreciate when people tell me “Oh, you’re Asian, so you’re smart.” I want people to acknowledge my hard work and not my appearance. I would still work on the same level if I were another race and sometimes I’m flattered when people “compliment” me by telling me I’m smart but sometimes I feel like it’s because I’m Asian and they go ahead and assume that I’m a crazy super duper smart genius who knows everything. Like the video we watched earlier today, many of surveyors chose the white doll when they were asked questions like “who is the smartest?” or “who is the nice one?” I feel like I am judged solely based on the way I look. The kids were asked a variety of questions however almost 100% of the surveyors picked the white doll. I know this may be silly but how do they know which doll is the nice doll and the evil doll.
Honestly, I don’t really think that any of my experiences are even close to what African Americans faced throughout history. My experiences are not even in the same category of what African Americans experienced but one little thing is how people used people’s races while accusing others. Point being, in “Uncle Tom’s Children,” Pease called Richard “You black son-of-a-bitch,” I related to that because people always tend to call me a “chink” in a given moment where I’m with a stranger who I had a conflict with. They always, always tend to do that and sometimes it is really offending. Like one day, for example, I was walking from school to the subway with my friends and we passed a bunch of guys who were just fooling around. The next thing that happened was that my friend and I were pushed by one of the group members. I was taken aback and one of the other members responded to my shock by saying, “I’m sorry, my fault, my fault, it was a dare. Don’t be mad.” I did get mad. He not only was acting like a jerk, he thought the situation was funny. I asked him if there was any problem and he got angry at the fact that I was angry. He then told me, “Shut up, stupid Chinese girl. Go back to China!” and that triggered me to say something back. I was really offended yet apathetic because he knew nothing about me. I wasn’t even from China and I thought it was really amusing because he didn't have the slightest clue that I am from India, not China.