The simple thingsIt was a rainy morning this day. I was waiting for my bus to arrive so I could get to school. I was all alone at the station, staring at the cars passing by. Accross the street another bus arrived. Among the people that stepped out was this girl. She crossed the street and headed towards the station. I acted as if I didn't care much, like I usually do. Suddenly she asked me: "Have you already seen the bus of 25 past 11?" I replied: "Eh, no. ... Well, actually I just got here so it's pretty likely I missed that bus too." She smiled and said: "Gosh, I always seem to end up being late." and I smiled back at her. She was about to walk away and still said something to me. I couldn't hear because the rain was ticking on the station's ceiling, so I simply asked: "What did you say?" She replied: "Oh, I just have to be at a place 5 minutes from here so I'll just walk." I nodded, then smiled. She waved goodbye as if she knew me for years and walked away. I still tried to wave back, but she alrea
Description of meI, am white.
To some of you, this may arise feelings of anger, fear or maybe even hate.
To others, it could create an emotion of sympathy, relative to those that aren't white.
In either way, those people are wrong.
What they feel was most likely caused because of things that have been said or done by other people, that are white as well.
Some of these things were right, some wrong.
That depends on your definitions of right and wrong.
You should not judge me for the actions of these other people, just because I'm white too.
Why is that?
Punishing or praising me for something I have not said nor done is plainly wrong.
It may be true though, that I was raised and educated by people that are white like me.
Those people could be raised by others, all being white.
So eventually I ,and these people, are all the same?
You can judge me for all things the people that shaped and taught me have done after all?
Will I do the very same right or wrong?
Perhaps I may, perhaps not, but one's shape can