OMG HE CALLED ME MEXICAN

I have once encountered a race and class judgment. I was not very happy because it made me cry and I was very pissed off. I did not know what to do and it was messed up. I was tearing up and crying. I was only eight years old.

When I was eight years old I was mistaken for a person of a low class and that I was Mexican. I was outraged when I heard of this. I was just another kid on the swings at the park. I was there all happy with no worry in the world. Then comes this kid like a ball of terror and pushed me off my swing. I was like “OMG no he did not just push me off my swing”. Clearly, I did not say this out loud but I was thinking it. Then, he comes up and says that this seat has his name on it and obviously it did not. I was very very mad. I was there lying on the floor with my behind in pain. I was very mad. The kid was so tall and big boned that he could probably break the swing. When he pushed me he said “Get off you little Mexican b****. He said “You don’t have the right to sit on that set because you a poor broke loser”. I was shocked by these remarks. Thank God they were not true. However, even though it was just a stranger saying it, it still hurt because I was being judged on my skin color and my clothing. It was like that person was dissing who I was and where I come from. I am a person who is very very proud of her origin and background. I would not go down without a fight if someone disrespects my culture in a rude and vulgar way. I was mad. My face turned red and my tears came down with so much fury that I felt a burning sensation in my heart. I was enraged. So, I did not use physical contact like hitting him but God only knows how much I wanted to punch the crap out of him. However, I asked my cousin to push him off the swing. Of course he fell with a thump and a boom. I was laughing but then I said: “I am a young Dominican girl and don’t you forget it. I am poor but, not dirt poor. I may not have a lot but, I get by with what I have and I’m proud to say who I am. On the other hand, I would like to see if you would tell this remark to any of your family members considering that you are also Mexican and that we live a block away from each other. Don’t give me that face cuz; I have seen you around playing with your little friends. “The kid was amazed that I knew so much about him that he was embarrassed. Afterwards, he apologized and we all went home. In the end he realized his mistake and that he should not judge people on their appearance. I went home and my mom bought me ice cream. All was well in the end.