I never did comprehend I was diverse until I entered middle school. Why? In middle school, friend groups start establishing, and the utmost amount of them are based on either your race, religion, or religious belief. I discovered myself simply just “tagging along” with different friend groups, not really understanding where I belonged. Why? I am biracial with a Caucasian mother and African-American father.
When some of my friends would come over, they would be amazed on how far our country has come with the subject matter of racism and discrimination. Others, nevertheless, would be uncomfortable with the collaborating of the races. In my prior years of middle school, the gazes and glares would trouble me. Nonetheless, gratefully, now that I am in my last year of middle school, all of my friends are relaxed seeing my parents and communicating with them, and I am very appreciative of this alteration.
Being different could be a challenging task to do, whether it implicates your race, character, or anything else. Conversely, just like my eighth grade English teacher would say, "be different", because different is noble. Different is great!