Only God Can Judge Us

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Only God Can Judge Us School is where everyone gets their basic foundation to life. Our basic "free" education begins at the age of 6 where we start off as kindergardeners. It exceeds until we are about the age of 18 when we finally graduate from High School. 12 whole years of various math classes, english classes, science classes physical education classes and a variety of electives. 12 years of recesses , passing periods , lunch breaks.12 years of teasing, bullying, and racial slurs. 12 years of crushes, first kisses and first sexual intercourse . 12 years of heart brakes, backstabbing, and fights. oh yes, the 12 whole years of becoming "adults" as many people in our society would see it. In my high school there wasn’t a very high variety of races. There was them, and there were those, and then there was us. It wasn't meant to be that way it just was. Many schools had what you could call clique problems, where different groups of the same kind would cluster together. Being that, coming into this new school with this problem wasn't anything new. Yet, there was one thing I was not used to. Something that seemed to separate me from being part of certain cliques, giving me no option on who I hung out with regardless what we had in common. First day of school as the bell rings, we all walk into our class looking for a seat that best suits our needs. A seat not close to the front yet not in the back. A seat surrounded by people you may know or might get along with. In my case, that did not apply to me. I look for a seat where I see I am wanted. A seat not surrounded by people that look at me for the color of my skin or because of the language I speak. In this classroom, in this very school, I am no longer Karla. Here I am to be labeled Karla “ The Mexican”. Everywhere I went on this campus this label was stuck to me, as if it were to be written on my forehead.
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