A Time I was an Outsider
When I was in middle school, around 6th and 7th grade, I was bullied a lot. One day I came home sobbing because of some things people said, and I said I wanted to move. I just wanted out of that school and I never wanted to go back. My mom worked hard to find a school where I would be accepted into. Eventually I was enrolled in the Military and Global Leadership Academy at Marie G. Davis. It was a new magnet school in uptown charlotte, freshly built. It was the first year it was bringing in new students, and was currently enrolling 6th through 10th graders. I would begin my 8th grade year at this new school and a new beginning.
One thing that one should know is a little bit about magnet schools. They are a trap specifically for low income families who make an attempt to get their children out of a crappy school and into a better one. Marie G. Davis is a double trap. You see, when you have many low income families getting into the same school, the children bring their old “crappy school’s” behaviors from the crappy school to the new school. This combined with the fact that many parents were sending their sons to what sounds like a military school to get “fixed”, and you get a school filled with the worst sort.
When I showed up for the first day of school, I went into the gym as instructed, and I saw the bleachers flooded with a sea of black faces. As I sat down I could already feel their resentment for me. The tables had turned and I, the white kid became the minority. I want to make it clear that I have absolutely nothing against black people but they obviously had something against me. I had nothing in common with them. I didn’t like the same music, I didn’t wear the same sort of brands, I didn’t do the same sort of activities, and I didn’t talk the same way. I was privileged economically in comparison to many of them and I was different. The first day, no one talked to me and I didn’t talk to anyone. As the year began, I became...