Minority
My kid's team placed first place in the robot club meet. Pretty good. His teacher saved him. He wore his black shirt to the meet and she ran over to the middle school (a block away) and put the robot club logo on it before the meet started. That was very nice of her. Then she told me my son is a very good student. I asked how long they knew about the t-shirt. TWO WEEKS. He said two days. SMH. Kids these days. Oh well.
Then one thing I noticed - kids from certain schools were of certain ethnic groups. Don't give me this crap about integration. All the Indian people with money flock to certain parts of town. Which is fine. Then I got to thinking. I don't particularly like minorities. Like stay in your own country instead of coming here. Probably the most unpopular view for someone to have now adays. Father forgive me for I am flawed. Don't come over here and bring your bullshit with you. Indian people seem to think they're better than everyone else. I was talking to someone about this a while ago and it is because India has a caste system. Those who make it here are better than everyone else in their home country. Which is why they look down on the rest of of us with their smug superiority and their fancy electronics always in tote driving their electric cars. They're so enlightened. Whatever.
One experience I've missed out on is being a minority and now I find I am being forced into that category by immigration. Ok. I have a friend who travels a lot. Like A LOT. Every where he goes he's the minority - the American in a foreign land. I wonder what it's like. I don't think I would like it. I wonder if people treat him poorly because he's a minority in their country. It's not something I'm willing to spend money on to find out.
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