This is the story of how I experienced prejudice for the first time.
There´s probably dog in that lol..
TAKE THAT FOOD BACK TO YOUR COUNTRY! GROSS
CHINK!
20 Minutes Earlier
My mom just packed me my favourite Filipino dish in the world, Pancit Canton...
Yes, thank you mother!
Don´t forget you lunch Charlize!
I brought it school. I didn´t think much of it as I was happy to show my culture to my classmates and friends. It was not until I opened it, I would experience the most embarrassing and life changing moment of my life.
Those racist comments my classmates made about my lunch and even me, hurt me like bricks. I didn´t think my classmates were capable of saying such offensive comments without hesitation. It made me think I was the problem, it was my fault for bringing such disgusting food to school. I was the one to blame.
Apparently the spices and seasoning that was in the Filipino dish gave out an unfamiliar or should I say foul smell to my classmates. At that moment I felt embarrassed right away. I didn´t expect such a loud and racist reaction from my fellow classmates. All I wanted to do was express my culture, but in the end I felt like a laughing stock, I wanted to go home and disappear.
No mom. Remember the kids at my school made fun of the Pancit Canton you made for me? I´m not bringing anymore Filipino food ever again!
The next following school day I didn´t bring the lunch my mom made for me, which was another FIlipino dish called Chicken Adobo. I was embarrassed and ashamed of my culture and afraid of the racist comments my classmates would bring about my ethnic food again. From that day forward I only brought ¨white people food¨, food that seemed ¨normal¨ to eat in front of my classmates.
Charlize you´re not going to bring the lunch I made for you today?
Can I have some?
The End.
YO CHARLIZE HAS THE BEST LUNCHES EVER!!
Glad you´re not bringing those smelly noodles again lol.
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