RACE AND MY COMMUNITY
Race and My Community
Growing up I was never so immersed in cultural diversity. My community was a white community.
Until I was placed into a foster home and moved around the state to several different homes, towns,
and schools. It wasn’t until I was 13 years old when I saw my first member of a different color. I
remember growing up my mother always told me that I was no better than the person next to me.
She taught me to not see color and to treat others how I wanted to be treated. When I was placed
into a girls group home at the age of 16 is when I was able to see several different people of all
different races and this was because the home was located more south and closer to Detroit
Michigan. I truly appreciate that there were many peoples of different race, skin color, culture,
religion, language, and ethnicity. All my experiences and opinions on cultural diversity are derived
from my mother’s teachings and from living in an area that wasn’t limited to one race. For me it was
like moving to another country. The culture shock was great. I knew that not everyone was the same
but I had never lived among people who did not share my customs, culture, religion, skin color, or
In the United States the majority is White Americans; in my community the white population is
81.2%, Hispanic or Latino is 4.2%, African Americans 14.2%, and 0.6% American Indian. According
to the US Census bureau’s 2009 poll
Do members of your community look like you? In what ways do they look the same or different?
There are some members of my community who look like me share my race, religion and culture;
however there are those who do not. Some are different races and different skin tones. Most do not
speak the same language as me. Still others do not have the same religious beliefs. I would say the
majority of them do share my race, color, religion, or culture. Although even those that don’t still
share the same things I do. For example they breathe, bleed, live and die just as I do. They have
children, work, and have two arms, two legs, one head, and one heart just the same as I do, so one
could say that the basic human qualities, which are most important, are the same for everyone.
I asked my brother and mother in-law to answer these same questions I had to answer in a survey