I am Rashad Butler, a regular teenager who loves to draw, hang out with my friends, and likes to party. I always follow the rules, but still became a victim of racial profiling.
"I just wanted him to stop beating me. I just wanted to live."
"I could’ve had straight As if I wasn’t always so busysketching and doodling. Some call it a distraction. I call it dedication. But hey,decent was . . . decent."
"You know Rashad. He goes to our school. He’s tight with English and those guys.”“Fuck,” I said. In fact, as soon as she said it, I could picture him, hanging with English in the halls. “
Skaidrė: 2
I am Rashad Butler, and in my ROTC uniform I represent a well disciplined man, but even while following the rules, I was brutally beaten by a white officer
"He’s one of those dudes who feels like there’s no better opportunity for a black boy in this country than to join the army."
"For a bag of chips that he was gonna pay for! For having brown skin and wearing his jeans a certain way. And guess what, Dad,that ROTC uniform was right there in that bag. The bag was open so that cop probably saw it. But did it matter?”
"I didn’t need ROTC. But I did it, and I did it good, because my dad was pretty much making me."
Skaidrė: 3
"No. I wasn’t a stand-in for Dad. Nobody could be that. When the IED got him in Afghanistan, he became an instant saint in Springfield. I wasn’t him. I’d never be him. But I was still supposed to try"
I am Quinn Collins, and I play basketball, take pride in my academics, and carry the weight of my family's expectations because of my father's legacy.
“You’re a good kid, Quinn,” she told me."
"That was my role: the dutifulson, the All-American boy with an All-American fifteen-foot deadeye jumpshot and an All-American 3.5 GPA."
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