In my community, there are many people mostly of the same ethnicity as me. I was brought up learning my cultural ways and beliefs. I was never taught that the color of my skin, texture of my hair, facial features, language I spoke, things I ate or even the things I believed in could make such a drastic change in my life. I grew up not caring what skin color my friends, family were, or the fact that their hair were more manageable then mines. Nor did I care about the way they looked, language they spoke, what they ate or what they believed in, all that mattered to me was that they were my family or friends, people I knew, loved and trusted.
As I got older into my teenage years, I began to see sudden changes occur in my life and it had a lot to do with racial issues.
I entered elementary school with only a few friends from my street and left the sixth grade with more then 20 close friends. We all entered middle school together and for the first year it was good, but by the next school year the big group of 20 was now 10.
I continued into high school and acquired new friends along the way but still my old friends were around but not as close as before. The ones I trusted and confided my secrets to was now a stranger to me. I knew the different groups they hung around with in school and started to see why. Some joined certain ethnic clubs because there families wanted them to be come connected to there race and culture. Other's joined similar clubs or sports because there families also wanted them to be cultural inclined or accelerate in sports like their...