Final Project Eth125

My Community

Alexandria Herring

Axia College of university of Phoenix

My Community

A community can be a cozy place to call home or it can be a place you wish to move from forever. I believe that if you truly love your home then you should love your community also, good or bad because the bad can be turned into good. My name is Alexandria Herring. I stay in Wallace, which a small town in North Carolina. In my community I am known as a very unique individual. I was conceived by a woman with a nationality of Puerto Rican, White and Cuban and my biological father is African American. I was born in Ashville North Caroline but was adopted into an African American family. Not many people in my community look like me except my sister and my daughter because we are from the same blood line. When in my younger years, people in my community would called mixed people mutts. According to Wikipedia The Free Encyclopedia (2010), a mutt "is a dog whose ancestry is generally unknown and that has characteristics of two or more types of breeds” (Mixed-breed dog, para. 1). Most people in my community were so judgmental towards other races. The African American races very rarely communicated with the Caucasians’ and no one even thought about giving Hispanics a chance. I grew up knowing myself as an African American because in my community if you had one drop of African American blood running through you veins you were black. Most of the people in my community are either brown or dark skinned, not many light skinned such as myself.

The leaders in my community are very opinionated and are not afraid to express their feelings towards a certain person at all. The leaders in my community are still stuck back in the old days also known as the slavery days. In the slavery days the White men also known as the master would divide the blacks into two groups. The light skinned blacks and the dark skinned blacks (Smalls, 2007). The master accepted the light skinned women because...