Everyone has a free fifteen minutes of their day, and here, we’re trying to give you something to fill that time with, activism. Every week we will be posting our fifteen minutes of activism for a different cause or movement. This week we are covering the Black Lives Matter movement and here you can use those fifteen minutes to sign some petitions, read more about this movement, and take action.
Read More“To a police officer or stranger, I am simply a Black man, nothing more nothing less. Even though my father is Black and my mother is white, I’m still in the same class as all my fellow African Americans. I think it’s very important that as a person of color regardless of your hue or percentage we remember are all still Black…”
Read More“Today I walked around Fairfax to document these apocalyptic times. This is what I saw. Peace. Unity. I saw people working together to repair the damage that’s been done…”
Read More“I am ashamed to say that at 17 years old I have seen so many innocent Black people murdered on video that I am numb to them and I just stare sternly in disgust, sadness, fear, and anger at my screen. I didn’t cry when I watched a 7-minute video of George Floyd being killed. The blatant disregard for Black lives that was displayed in that video was when the officer held his knee on George Floyd’s neck after he stopped breathing…”
Read More“…I was all too aware from a young age that when occupying dual heritage, my own feelings of uncertainty came from extensions of other people’s perspectives and labels that were placed upon me…”
Read More“ In this version of the present, everything is exactly the same except for the following: Whereas other races remained at human level, the black race continued to evolve. By the 1980s, blacks had, for reasons unknown, acquired the ability to fly without technological support or any other form of assistance….”
Read More“For awhile, I saw being biracial as a weakness. I have never felt like I am fully part of either of my cultural communities and the outsider effect has always hit me hard. But, I’m slowly bringing myself to understand that that does not mean I cannot be proud or outspoken about who I am….”
Read MoreA monthly short podcast that rotates each month to a different mixed student org, union, club, or a group of three or more students to explore what it means to be mixed through the guided creation of a podcast episode. Fill out the link here to apply with your mixed student org!
Read More“That scars of whips have migrated under my skin rubbing under into my tongue until it forms perfect verb tenses so that I don’t give them a reason to kill. This silence, golden like my grandfather, his skin matching the desert, trapped in barbed wire for having half of my face..”
Read More“The hum of an airplane engine starts, deep- almost a vibration of sorts, within me, singing slowly to announce the start of a journey…”
Read More“When you get cast as white or Asian, both of those feel fine just because I guess I am half. But it's when it gets more specific and they say actually, we want you to look more white so you need to bleach your hair blonde. Things like that are where it becomes uncomfortable…”
Read More“When I was scrolling through the Facebook pages of my school's Asian orgs, I noticed a pattern. There were no mixed people to be seen. It wasn't as if I'd have been necessarily unwelcome but I knew that it would be awkward being the one "white" girl in an all-Asian space. I knew how people read me. Not to mention the fact that my paranoia told me that I'd be stereotyped as a K-pop fangirl. I told myself that I'd look like a Korea-boo if I applied to any of these clubs…
Read More“Don’t call me an Oreo because there is nothing sweet about the racism and stereotypes that have become my life….”
Read More“So if I, a half Black, half Jewish teenager, am trying to survive the dog eat dog world of high school, dealing with my inescapable awkwardness on top of my weird biracial identity, why not just forget I'm Jewish…”
Read More“ As someone with anxiety who tends to obsess over small details over the big picture, having something on my body to remind me that life is short and beautiful is meaningful. Despite all this, I spent so much time wondering if my tattoo would just make me look like another clueless white person getting a tattoo of kanji / other “exotic” Asian wisdom on their body, without knowing anything about its background…”
Read More“She looked at me - with withering love. I laughed. To conceal my shame, I laughed, In that ‘too loud’ way that children do. But inside, I paused as something dropped. No. It fell….” An amazing poem that captures the fiery, cynical experience of growing up mixed.
Read MoreI grew up in the land of Yorkshire puddings in…the particularly white of city of York. My father’s country Laos, a land of food so spicy it made your eyes stream, lay an entire ocean away, a place that was quite simply alien to me…
Read More…I was a minority in Singapore. The moment I would mention that I was half German and half Chinese, but from the US to a fellow classmate, I was labeled “German”. Not American, not Chinese-- German…
Read More“Whenever my family travels in China, my dad often gets asked to pose and take pictures with some random national tourists. It's as if he is some kind of white semi-god walking amongst the Chinese people, which has always perplexed me…”
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