Race

In all societies there seem to be racism. Generally, the form that is talked about most is racism against another's race or skin color. When I was younger, I really only thought that white and black people were the only ones who did not like each other, but I soon found that whites don't like Mexicans and blacks don't like Arabians and etc. The older I got, the more educated I was about different races in the world and the racism that is also shown towards them. As my knowledge on racism grew, I learned, shockingly, that there is also racism within the same race. Crazy huh? How can you dislike someone who looks just like you? I don't understand. Well it happens. It happened then, and it is still happening now. Racism was started in most places just to gain power over another group of people. Europeans took over the Congo and looked down upon the Africans who lived there, because they wanted to be more powerful. Even within the Congo, the Europeans turned some of the Africans against other Africans in order for them to assist them in gaining power. I know that I have jokingly said "I don't like black people!" but that was only said within a small group of friends and never meant actually to criticize my race. I love black, it's beautiful. I love white; it's my foundation as well. And what gets me; many of these extreme racist people are mixed with something other than their most obvious race. For example, my great-grandfather was white. So clearly that makes me related to some white people. Unfortunately, I do not know who they are but still, I know that I have white roots in me as well. The way that I look at it is, we are all God's children. Red, white, orange, purple, teal, or brown, I love them all. America needs to get over this idea of race and it symbolizing power. Hopefully with more diversity in the white house, our country can focus on ways to bridge the gaps between race even though the civil rights movement was years ago. Our country needs to GROW up.