I spent this past weekend with my mom moving into my apartment. That was no easy feat, to say the least. It’s done and I’m happy.
We were bumming around town getting various things for the apartment and what not…during our outings I noticed some odd stares. I’m used to getting stares, it usually doesn’t bother me but for some reason…it hit a nerve this past weekend.
My mom and I are an odd couple. She is tall, blue-eyed, blond, white lady and I’m white but with hijab on….We are a mismatched pair but it works 🙂
I believe that is why we attract odd stares or because we are just so awesome…I haven’t decided yet.
After moving me in, we headed back to my mom’s house to spend a couple of days with family from out-of-town and then start my job on Thursday. Well, last night I met up with my good friend, Tara, to discuss the weekend and just catch up. We went to our favorite hang out, Steak N’ Shake, and sat down. After a while, a group of Latinos came in and were making comments about us. Well, me in particular. They were speaking in Spanish, so I had no idea what they were saying but my friend understands Spanish and she was getting frustrated. I am used to people making comments that I try to let it roll off my back but my friends get defensive.
This isn’t the first time a person from a different minority group has attacked me but I get frustrated because we are both minorities and you should know how it feels when someone makes fun of you. I mean, how is oppressing someone else while you are being oppressed good?
I get the psychology behind it, I just get frustrated. I don’t go around telling Latinos to go back to their countries, or Asians that they are ruining the curve in school or African-Americans that they are gang members. Why? because I know what if feels like to be followed in a store, to get nasty looks, to not be served, to have people make fun of you, and to get stopped by cops. Why in the world would I want to do that to someone else?
If we all did a little less hating and a little more tolerance, I think the world wouldn’t be in the state that it is now.
Oh, and just because I don’t understand what you are saying about me doesn’t mean I don’t understand body language. Now, that is universal.
Have you had an ignorant moment?