3. What matters to you, and why?
"Jesus Christ!" I shouted as my opponent tackled me down. "What was that for?"
"Shut up. You don't belong here hoss," he replied, "soccer ain't for tiny Chineys like you!" He squinted his eyes with his fingers as he walked away.
My teammates have called me Chiney ever since I arrived just because I was the only Asian on the team. I told them I am Korean, but that did not help. In fact, my schoolmates started to call me Chiney and made jokes out of my eyes and body size. The walk to classrooms was always walk of shame as I had people pointing their fingers at me, making comments about Asian characteristics. I even considered transferring to another school because I had been living in Trinidad for three months with my situation not improving. I was worried that this segregation would exist until I graduated. But, I thought that I should not be passive on their attitudes. Nationality and my ethnicity is definitely a characteristic of mine, and if I let others make fun of that shit, that is basically insulting me. Also, letting others make fun of my nationality is letting them make fun of Korea. So I decided to fight back, but by gaining their respect.
So I started to work out. I started from ten pushups and fifty situps to two hundred pushups to three hundred sit ups. Eventually, my shoulders got broad and I became much stronger than before. As a result, I began to push back the tackles of my teammates and maintained my balance in the game. Eventually, I became bigger than half of the members, making them stop making fun of my physical size. Eventually, I made the team and became the starting member. I gained their respect and eventually made them stop with the racist comments. And that is when I learned racial segregation can be toppled down. Until the day everyone remembers me as a Korean, I will strive.
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"Jesus Christ!" I shouted as my opponent tackled me down. "What was that for?"
"Shut up. You don't belong here hoss," he replied, "soccer ain't for tiny Chineys like you!" He squinted his eyes with his fingers as he walked away.
My teammates have called me Chiney ever since I arrived just because I was the only Asian on the team. I told them I am Korean, but that did not help. In fact, my schoolmates started to call me Chiney and made jokes out of my eyes and body size. The walk to classrooms was always walk of shame as I had people pointing their fingers at me, making comments about Asian characteristics. I even considered transferring to another school because I had been living in Trinidad for three months with my situation not improving. I was worried that this segregation would exist until I graduated. But, I thought that I should not be passive on their attitudes. Nationality and my ethnicity is definitely a characteristic of mine, and if I let others make fun of that shit, that is basically insulting me. Also, letting others make fun of my nationality is letting them make fun of Korea. So I decided to fight back, but by gaining their respect.
So I started to work out. I started from ten pushups and fifty situps to two hundred pushups to three hundred sit ups. Eventually, my shoulders got broad and I became much stronger than before. As a result, I began to push back the tackles of my teammates and maintained my balance in the game. Eventually, I became bigger than half of the members, making them stop making fun of my physical size. Eventually, I made the team and became the starting member. I gained their respect and eventually made them stop with the racist comments. And that is when I learned racial segregation can be toppled down. Until the day everyone remembers me as a Korean, I will strive.
Hey guys, don't mind the grammar I just tried to put in the content.
Do you think the content is ok and i answer the prompt?