Freedom for All?

Reagan O'Neil

The United States Declaration of Independence states that this truth is, “self-evident, that all men are created equal.” But does this statement ring true when the nation initiates different races into the population? The United States has discriminated against new racial groups that immigrated into the country. For example, Congress passed the Asian Exclusion Act in 1882 to prevent Chinese immigration (Our Documents). Generations have come and gone, but racism is still an unnoticed issue. Racism remains to be a daily issue for people of color despite the progress Americans have made. Although this is a daunting and discouraging truth, racism is not inevitable, especially if people are willing to change. Fortunately, this change does not require the abridgment of rights in the First Amendment. With this being said, more action needs to be taken to end racism such as the use of racial slurs, the college admission process, and the use of stereotypes.

To begin, the use of racial slurs and derogatory language is a primary issue when it comes to racism. A United Kingdom think tank study found that there are 10,000 Twitter posts with racial slurs posted each day (NBC News). These statistics underestimate the true use of slurs because they do not account for the other internet platforms or the slurs used in speech. The Pew Research Center held a survey that revealed the deplorable truth that 38% of black people have been called an offensive name online (Pew Research). The use of racial slurs and derogatory language, especially on social media, is a constant battle for people of color.

Secondly, the college admission process is strenuous for all students, but the acceptance rates are different for each race. According to researchers at Princeton University, an Asian person must score 140 points more on the SAT to have the same chance of getting into a college as a white person of similar characteristics. Researchers also stated that if colleges abolished racial considerations such as affirmative action, Asians would benefit the most, with their acceptance rate rising by six points. When I learned this truth going into my freshman year of high school, it petrified me, making me wonder if one bad grade would lead to someone of a different race receiving my spot in my dream college. To specify the difference in acceptance rates, Harvard’s acceptance rate for Asians is 8.1% and 10.6% for Hispanics compared to the 11.1% for white students. Surprisingly, the acceptance rate for black students is 13.2%, the highest acceptance rate of all races (The Harvard Crimson). However, preferential treatment of any race is neither a favor for anyone, nor is it preparing them for the real world. So, what is the solution to this issue? The solution is to accept students solely on grades and other merits to make the application process fair for all applicants. The unjust discrimination of people of color in the college admission process forces students of color to overcompensate for the racism they tolerate. Lastly, people employ stereotypes to make assumptions about people. While there are both positive and negative stereotypes, all of them are hurtful because they discredit people who have worked tirelessly for their achievements.

For example, how many of you have received good grades and had people assume that you only earned them because of your appearance? This has happened to me at least 10 times in my life, even though I was adopted when I was 11 months old, and never received any Asian education. In a study published by the National Center for Biotechnology Information, researchers asked 1,022 white adults who worked with children how many racial stereotypes they supported. In the results, the stereotypes against black adults were the most highly endorsed. These stereotypes included the assumption that black people were unintelligent, violence-prone, and had unhealthy habits. According to the same study, Hispanic young children had the most negative stereotypes out of all the races’ young children as they are put under the same stereotypes. The conclusion of the study found that teens and children who are black, Hispanic, or Native American are at much higher risk of negative stereotypes than any other race (NCBI). Ridding society of stereotypes would help to build better interracial friendships and relationships, which would benefit everyone. Stereotypes hurt the people who are being placed under the stereotype and the people who are stereotyping others because it promotes ignorance, which is the seed of racism.

In contrast, many argue that preventing racism will abridge the freedom of speech as stated in the First Amendment. They have the concern that abridging one right will cause the violation of other rights. However, it is the responsibility of all American residents and citizens to use the freedom of speech and the freedom of the press to educate others about how all races are equal. Preventing racism is not about telling people what they can and cannot say; it is about education about different races and cultures because most racism stems from ignorance. For example, people who live in an area with minimal diversity do not know how to act around those of different races. In support, a study that Princeton carried out stated that “a white employee’s concerns about not appearing prejudiced when col- laborating with a Hispanic co-worker may detract from the attention he devotes to their joint work… This increased effort and vigilance may [lead to] underperformance.” While there is no excuse for calling people names and saying derogatory comments, education of these people will discourage racism because the knowledge that those comments are not true will become more widespread. The current issue of racism is not insurmountable and does not require the abridgment of rights to have progress made.

The “land of opportunity” continues to struggle with the issue of racism in the use of racial slurs, the college admission process, and the use of stereotypes. People should not promote racism or any other form of discrimination with impunity. The recognition and intolerance to racism are essential to progressing to a better future. The start of the end of racism can begin as soon as people notice and no longer tolerate it.

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It watched her as she stepped back out into the unfamiliar hallway. Its gaze followed her with each gentle step she made over the worn carpet. It pierced the shadows, defeating any cloak of darkness she could have reached out to for protection.

She had always been taught not to be afraid of the dark, only what could be in it. And she fully trusted that belief, but this night was a bit different. She had found what was in the dark. Now, any shadows that reached out to her weren't nearly as frightening. Because she knew there was nothing in them.

Eyes

Aleah Ryan

The only thing that could hurt her was right there—watching her watch it.

The doors that lined the hallways locked her in place, all closed, cornering her to face the thing.

It was a simple horror. A canvas at the end of the hallways with eyes painted all over it, each looking down at a shattered little mirror that was seamlessly glued to the precise center of the woven monstrosity. The broken mirror reflected down the dark hallway, showing the girl as she quietly stood alone.

However, the girl didn’t dislike the painting because its images were unnerving. It wasn’t because of the strained eyes that were placed into a never-ending forced stare. It wasn’t the shade of red that dripped from some of the pupils. It wasn’t the fact that the mirror hadn’t always been cracked.

It was what she saw in the splintering images that the reflective metal showed her.

Her standing peacefully in the hallway in one.

Her eyes missing from her head in another.

Her absence in the last.

A cold crept around her shoulders, and she looked towards the ground. It was too dark to see her feet, yet the mirror continued shining through the end of the hallway. She could feel all the eyes boring into her image. Her broken little soul. They could see her. Even when she couldn't see herself.

When she finally dragged her gaze back to the painting, the eyes were closed. She took a few wary steps forward, reaching towards the only thing she could now see—the broken mirror. Step after step, she slowly drew closer until her fingers brushed the smooth, cold alloy. It sent a shiver down her arm.

Then they opened.

Starting slowly and one at a time, then quickly spreading towards the mirror, the eyes opened with a sickeningly wet crunch-like sound. They whipped their pupils about in the darkness before finally resting on the girl.

But this time there were more. So many more.

They spread off the canvas and into the darkness.

They surrounded her.

Yet her fingers remained on the mirror, the broken shards cutting into her soft skin. She watched as her blood slipped between the cracks and stained her many reflections.

For a moment, she didn’t move. She did nothing but burn under the seemingly infinite gaze of the innumerable eyes that coated everything she could see. Their psychedelic colors were inexplicably enticing.

If only her eyes could shine like them.

A hand that was smooth as ceramic reached out of the cold light of the mirror, contrasting the neon and bright colours that blinked and blinded her. It reached for her face. Carefully. Slowly. Gently.

Its beautiful fingers lingered over her eyes before reaching out as if to shake with her.

What a world this was. Bright. Colourful. Beautiful.

She was grateful for the kind opportunity to join it.

The pain was brief before she was able to experience the neon flash of this strange realm. And all she had to pay for a taste was her eyes.

The red liquid now dripped from her pupils. It stung.

It burned. And worst of all, it was dark. Her hand was still placed on the mirror, and she felt the porcelain figure reach out to her once again. She took it.

She needed more than a taste. She needed it all and she would sacrifice everything she had to get it.

A girl stood alone in the hallway, the light of early morning dawn filtering through the windows. Her skin was a pale porcelain hue that glittered and reflected the morning rays and her eyes shone with a dimmed psychedelic vibrance.

She looked at a painting. It was one with tons of crazed, bright eyes that looked down towards a cracked little mirror directly in the centre.

With a faint smile, she traced her fingers around an eye that seemed just a bit wider than all the others, watching the paint smudged on her fingers as she drew it to rest.

The newest edition to the brilliant artist’s collection.

It was bright

It was colourful.

It was wonderful.

“What a beautiful world those eyes must see.”

Pensive

Kingfisher

(Color Study)

This is a color study of a kingfisher photograph.

Mossy Rock

Sophia Collie

I must tell you

This green rock

Whose mossy surface

Between the damp

Grass and the sidewalk

(where people Are walking) sits still

Silently

Onto the ground with

Not one movement

That can be seen

And then

Rolling and bouncing

Flying out

An old shoe on

Its side

Out of control

It rolls

Till it can roll no longer

It stops

Tired and solid

Rock

Done its journey

Mossy all around

Author’s Note: This is a pastiche of William Carlos William’s “Young Sycamore,” written for an assignment in Mrs. Sica’s Creative Writing I.