Latoya+Sarah's+Discrimination+Project+Journals

Forced to eat among other ethnics on the benches then forced by people of authority to clean normal people's table. Forced to walk into class on knees. Made my Star of David and Identity Papers. As well as signed off Kelly's Law starting my first day of being an ethnic. Singled out in homeroom forced to sit by myself run errands and stand in say the Pledge of Allegiance aloud amongst normal people. Forced to carry normal person's bag and banned from standing against the rails. Repeatedly called an ethnic and stupid, dumb, slow, and along by People of Authority and normal students. Some of people felt sympathetic, others went along. I feel alone and singled out. Only allowed to leave the room after all the normal students have left. I feel embarrassed because everyone stare and point. It's a struggle to keep staying strong and calm. End of day two is close but more days to come. So far it has been an alright. Still have to sit on hard floors, look down to normal people and People of Authority and tolerate being called harsh names. I hope the day stays how it is at this moment because right now it isn't too bad. I'm currently working on a poem to express my feelings and experiences. So I will post that very soon. Five more periods then this school day is over, not looking forward to the lunch period because I know it will be a nightmare.Lunch happened to go fine even though I had to wait until all the normal students were fed before I ate. Sixth period however I was discriminated against again and forced to sit by myself. I was considered as an X and I was not allowed to vote on what my final humanities project would be on. I was told that I was allowed to use the computers and sit in a chair as long as I scrub them down after I was done. Seventh period I had to refrain from getting into an altercation with a normal student for I did not want to get in trouble and fail. Eighth period I crawled into the class on my knees and stood on my knees in role call until allowed to go to the computers and work. I am still on my knees as I type and they are burning and bruised from the weight being on them so long. Also my back is in pain and I want to fall but that will result in point deduction. I have to snitch on my fellow ethnics to regain my points and it is something I hate doing. Just about 12 to 14 more minutes left in class and I can go home. The pain is agonizing right now but I have to bear. // Ignorant Filthy Stupid Disgusting Ugly That’s what they call me Ethnic is my name I walk with my head hung low I stay on my knees Forced to follow the orders given I want to scream I want to break I want to run But I can’t Bond to Kelly’s Laws I keep my mouth shut I do as I am told Never talking back For if I do I must face the consequences So I hold on I keep going For the challenges I face Are far less than those that The Slaves faced That the Jews faced Those other Ethnics faced My experiences could never compare But I can only imagine Imagine how horrible it must have been How terrifying How hard it was not to break So I pray I pray to God For thanks Thanks that I will never have to suffer what they did I pray for sorrow Sorrow that they had to suffer Sorrow that they lost their lives Sorrow for their experiences So I continue on To try and better my knowledge To better my understanding Of what they fought through What they died from Even though I will never fully know Never fully understand Exactly how their spirits ever survived. //It isn't the greatest poem but it gives those who don't have to do the project some understanding. If that doesn't help how about this, I wake put on this Star and check for my papers come to school and am forced to remain quiet. I am only allowed to speak to other ethnics and those of Authority who order me to speak. I have to sit on the floor and listen to people call me stupid and dirty. I have to walk the halls with my eyes to the floor and hear people talk about me being an ethnic and not be able to speak up or talk back. Forced to sit on the floor again. Then when it came to voting the teacher crumbled up my baled and threw it at me. Then, he criticized people for voting for me the ethnic. When asked to leave for my French Club meeting he yelled for me to leave and made me take the attendance to the office. In College English me and my fellow ethnic were neglected of our work and we were called stupid. When it was time for me to be dismissed for my senior picture he called me stupid and ugly and asked me why anyone would want to take a picture of me. Then, he called my parents stupid and said they were even stupider for believing I was smart. Even, though I know he never spoke to my parents and none of that is true it still deeply enraged me with anger because I absolutely cannot tolerant someone speaking badly about my family and it pained me not to be able to say anything back. I just simply walked out of the room. When I asked the teacher what time it was in lab physics she said that's right stupid ethnics can't tell time. That also deeply angered me because to question my intelligence because of your ignorance is disgusting. Even though I know this is all part of the project the comments and discrimination gets me hot. It's not easy tolerate this but it is helping better control my anger in a way. All I can say is to be treated even more like a minority when you already are a minority and you have to experience discrimination but none ever to this degree you wonder if some of the things your teachers and classmates say are really what they think. All I can say is this project messes with your mind and you have to be strong willed to continue on through. Well, three periods down and five to go. Today started off a little bad because I had lost my papers if this was back then I would be dead or back in slavery. So, the whole day I was praying it would come up. Around third period I went to turn myself in to Kelly. After, I had finished making a new one Kelly walked in with my original it saved me some points but I still lost quite a few. After, that the rest of my day has been fine besides when get offered me to cut the box for our project because if I get hurt it doesn't really matter. Well, next period I got Kelly so I'm going to be on my knees aching in pain. Today though turned out to be one of the better days probably because most of my teachers are so busy. Also, you never realize how hard it is not to look at someone when you are talking to them. That has been the hardest part for me. Well, just one more period and my day will be over. This is the last day of the discrimination project and I am so happy but I am glad I did and even though my grade wasn't great I am glad I completed and did it. It was a good experience and it gave me new understanding and more compassion for those who went through the real torture. This project was not easy at all and there are a lot of mistake I made that if I was actually apart of the real thing I would be dead probably. I'm thankful that I didn't have to live through it. Anyways, today has been alright went through all the normal stuff, saying the pledge, sitting on the floor, eating by myself, being denied my opinion, and etc. Just one dreadful class to look forward too and I am officially done with this and I begin writing my final paper and finish typing my reflection and take finals this week and ethnic relation will be at an ends. I am glad for the things Mr. Kelly has taught me this year and for surviving through this project. I would recommend that everyone take the class and take part in the project really.
 * Day 1 Monday May 17, 2010**
 * Day 2 Tuesday May 18, 2010**
 * Day 3 Wednesday May 19, 2010**
 * Day 4 Thursday May 20, 2010**
 * Day 5 Friday May 21, 2010**
 * Day 6 Monday May 24, 2010**