The stress factor that I chose was racism. When I was a young child growing up in a small northern town, I had experienced racism in my town. I remember when I went with my mother to restaurants on Friday nights that we couldn’t go in the front but we had to go in the back to place our food order and we couldn’t use the same bathrooms that whites used. I remember as I got older me and my friends went to the movies on Saturday nights and the blacks had to sit down stairs to watch the movie and while the blacks that were sitting under the balcony, the whites would bend over the rail and spit on them and they started laughing because they thought that was funny. As a child dealing with racism was a big stress because as a black child you always felt like you had to look over your shoulder at all times. I always felt like blacks had no say so during the years of racism. My mother use to tell us that even though our skin color is different we are just as good as a white person.
When I think about my experiences with racism it made me think about how the Jews felt when Hitler didn’t like the fact that they were Jews and he wanted to have them killed and he looked at them as low class people.
Jannell
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