white guy on a bus

Recently, I saw the play White Guy on the Bus.  It really made me think about racism.  I never really thought about how racism started in a person.  In this play, certain events turned the main man racist.

In one of my classes, a fellow student, who is African American, talked about how she was close with a teacher back in high school.  In the school hall ways, a fight broke out between students, who were also African American.  The teacher, my classmate was close to, tried to break up the fight and ended up being pushed back and broke her arm.  Because of this, that had nothing to deal with my classmate, the teacher became afraid of my classmate.  My classmate said that when she would raise  her voice to talk up, the teacher would send her to the principal's office. The teacher said her excuses was because she didn't know if my classmate would act out.

Food for thought......