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Memoirs: Becoming aware of racism

by Errant

Created on: May 08, 2008

Did you hear that four teens tried to fight off the attack of a crazed Asian guy?
While playing and minding their own business; as teens are apt to do; a male of Asian background kept harassing and badgering these boys.

When asked to stop, the Asian male refused to listen to reason and began yelling and trying to fight them. Even thought adolescents are prone to aggressive acts, they ignored the Asian male and tried to get away. It was until the Asian male started throwing kicks and punches that they attempted to defend themselves and protect one another.

This horrible moment will forever live in their memories as this Asian brutalized them. One boy had his shoulder dislocated and his elbow broken with multiple bruises. The second one had his left knee broken and his face needed reconstructive surgery. A third had his right knee broken, his right arm broken and his ear ripped off. The forth boy who had tried to fend off the attacker and protect his friends, using an exacto knife he works with at his family packaging business as a weapon. His injuries were numerous, ranging from broken knees, broken arms, crushed hands with bits of shattered exacto embedded in one and broken jaw.

Law enforcement has done nothing because of reverse-racism. The Asian male was protected by other minorities in the local police department.
This is the story that the people in that town told one another. This was not published, it was word of mouth. More simply it was wrong.

It left out their ages. It left out the circumstances. It left out the truth.

Four boys were throwing rocks at a scared little boy. The boy ran away. They followed him. They punched him and they kicked him while he curled up into a ball and cried for help.
No one would help him. Not the people passing buy. Not the other children. No one.
Two thirteen year olds held down the crying child by the arms while a twelve year old held down his legs. The oldest of the bunch was fourteen years old and thought he would help the young boy.

"Let's make him look normal. Like us." Said the fourteen year old as he took something out of his pocket. "Let's fix his eyes so they won't be slanty anymore." Fully extending his exacto knife. They had full intentions to cut off the kids eyelids.
When skin is cut with a exacto knife, it feels and sounds like perforated stamps being slowly ripped apart. It feels like a thousand of little pops as the skin's pores tear.

The young Asian boy heard screaming that was so loud, the likes he'd never heard

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