To the People that Took my Race Away from me
In middle school, kids are awful.
They take even the smallest things that make you
“different”
and use it to bring you down.
I am a biracial man,
half South Korean
half western European.
The most noticeable feature about my ethnicity,
One of the things that makes me feel unique and beautiful,
My eyes,
Became the thing,
I couldn’t stand to look at in the mirror.
In seventh grade kids used my race to bring me down.
They came up to me
and asked me questions like,
“Is it true that you’re related to Kim Jong Un?”
Or “Do you really eat dogs?”
Or when they said “You’re Korean right?
And I would reply ‘Yeah, I’m half south Korean’
and they would say “you know that means you have a small dick right?
Because all Koreans have small dicks.”
Just to make their friends laugh.
There was this one time,
Freshmen year of high school.
I came into the locker room,
About to change for baseball,
Then a few kids came to me and said
“Hey, Peter we found your cup.”
They all laugh,
pulling out a tiny sports cup
Meant for children.
Then the whole locker room
erupts into laughter.
They couldn’t comprehend the pain
that these horrible, nasty, and cruel comments caused me.
Never realized that what they said
made me embarrassed and ashamed
of the thing that makes me beautiful,
my race.
When I yelled at them
“LEAVE ME ALONE” or
“SHUT UP!”
They would respond
“Calm down, its just a joke.
Don’t be so sensitive.”
But, they never could understand that a joke about race
feels like being punched in the gut.
They couldn’t comprehend
that these daily racist and hurtful jokes
makes you feel like you feel
like you’re facing Mike Tyson in a boxing match
with your hands tied behind your back and
duct tape over your mouth.
And when I yelled at them
to “FUCK OFF!” And started to cry,
they would say
“what a baby”
“take a joke it’s not a big deal.”
They couldn’t comprehend
that them shutting me down
when I got upset,
felt like them dunking my head underwater
so that I couldn’t breathe.
So to all the people
who think they’re just joking
when talking shit about someones race,
they need to fucking remember
that a joke about race
is never really a joke.
Hello, my name is Peter Byhouwer. I am a senior and this is my second year as a member of the Wildezine staff. In addition to serving on the Wildezine...