NEWS FLASH: I GUESS I BOMB COUNTRIES.
well.
i guess today is a milestone in my life...sortof.
today at dons market i was exposed to my very first act of rascism against me personally. (i dont know if thats worded correctly but whatever)
i took my contacts out and put my glasses on and with the black rims it makes my black hair and my features stand out alot more. this lady i used to work with was there and she was asking me what nationality i am and said i looked 'exotic' in a way. and i was like "well my mom is pretty much full blooded Syrian so i guess thats where it comes from." and this lady was walking by and shes like "Did you say you were Syrian?" and im like "umm yeah."
and then she says "Syrian? like from Syria? like your Arabic?"
Instantly i knew thsi wasnt going to turn out well. so i replied "well...yeah i guess."
she proceeded to ask me if i was related to the people who bombed the world trade centers, and if i knew the people who were killing the soldiers and torturing their own people and making bombs and just asking me, in general, pretty retarted and ignorant questions.
i told her that i had grown up in maine my whole life and i didnt know if i was related in any way to anybody who had anything to do there. i was being polite, which at this point was pretty miraculous for the person that i am (if you know me, then you understand how much self control this took me). after i told her this she didnt seem to believe me.
then.
do you want to know what she said to me?
do you want to know?
i bet you do.
its pretty unbelievable.
she looks at me like i was a pile of shit underneath her nose and says:
"Im surprised your not wearing that hood thats on your sweater. Arent you supposed to cover your hair, Or did your father crash a plane into a building when you were younger so you didnt learn your place?"
i, margaret joy, was left speechless. SPEECHLESS. i am NEVER, EVER without words. but i couldnt think of anything to say. i didnt know how to respond to this. i had no fucking idea of even where to begin verbally kicking this old womans ass. i just stood there for a minute and paid for my coffee and left. i had no idea of what to do.
IM PRETTY ANGRY.
i guess today is a milestone in my life...sortof.
today at dons market i was exposed to my very first act of rascism against me personally. (i dont know if thats worded correctly but whatever)
i took my contacts out and put my glasses on and with the black rims it makes my black hair and my features stand out alot more. this lady i used to work with was there and she was asking me what nationality i am and said i looked 'exotic' in a way. and i was like "well my mom is pretty much full blooded Syrian so i guess thats where it comes from." and this lady was walking by and shes like "Did you say you were Syrian?" and im like "umm yeah."
and then she says "Syrian? like from Syria? like your Arabic?"
Instantly i knew thsi wasnt going to turn out well. so i replied "well...yeah i guess."
she proceeded to ask me if i was related to the people who bombed the world trade centers, and if i knew the people who were killing the soldiers and torturing their own people and making bombs and just asking me, in general, pretty retarted and ignorant questions.
i told her that i had grown up in maine my whole life and i didnt know if i was related in any way to anybody who had anything to do there. i was being polite, which at this point was pretty miraculous for the person that i am (if you know me, then you understand how much self control this took me). after i told her this she didnt seem to believe me.
then.
do you want to know what she said to me?
do you want to know?
i bet you do.
its pretty unbelievable.
she looks at me like i was a pile of shit underneath her nose and says:
"Im surprised your not wearing that hood thats on your sweater. Arent you supposed to cover your hair, Or did your father crash a plane into a building when you were younger so you didnt learn your place?"
i, margaret joy, was left speechless. SPEECHLESS. i am NEVER, EVER without words. but i couldnt think of anything to say. i didnt know how to respond to this. i had no fucking idea of even where to begin verbally kicking this old womans ass. i just stood there for a minute and paid for my coffee and left. i had no idea of what to do.
IM PRETTY ANGRY.