I always remember the event which taught me that I am a woman of color. It took place in a preschool classroom among three, four and five year old children. I clearly remember when one of the children said, “You look different, I do not understand what you are saying. Your name is Yucky”. I was astonished, struck rigid, and voiceless, not a word could I speak. Tears silently rolled down my face. I had never come across such situation. It made me feel so different from others in the classroom. Then I realized, these are innocent children who have recognized I am different from what they know. I am now OK with these feelings. I felt proud of myself that I am giving these children a chance to experience people, like me, a woman from a different race, culture and values. I am happy to see myself helping the community learn my culture, race, tradition, norms, and values and I in turn, am learning about others.
...Everyone dreams, only difference is WHAT each one dreams about. My dream is to make a difference in a person's life, whether it be a child, youth, elderly, or a community. Even though i might not be able to fulfill 1% of them but having the insightful of helping others and making even a small difference is alot to begin with one person...I hope in this long journey, i won't be ALONE...
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Dream comes true! believe me...
I believe and want to be a useful person in life...And it will be little easier, if i have the support from others.
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