Race
At a young age they say don’t discriminate. Be equal. Treat everyone the same. We are all taught that racism is a bad thing yet we all do it. We describe people by their color and race. We know it’s a bad thing, but still we do it. Mexicans, Hispanics, Columbians, African Americans are just a race. Black, whites, mixed, yellow, reds, and browns are just colors. From the inside we are all the same. We all have the same bone structure, a heart, lungs, brains, and feelings. It’s unfair and unequal to judge people by the way they look, when we know nothing about them. It’s time to be adults and Grow out of it.
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