Foreign Like Me: Reflections on Being a Minority

It was midnight and I exited the car fuming mad, almost to the point of shaking, yelling swear words and fighting the urge to kick the tire. I slammed the door and our taxi sped away. Turning to my boyfriend, I said, “It’s just not fair! We are good, honest people! Why does this stuff happen to us?” But I already knew the answer to my question; it happened because we are white. Read More Foreign Like Me: Reflections on Being a Minority