Describe a significant intercultural experience, issue, or event in your life and its impact on you personally.
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Back when i was a small kid, my parents used to tell me not to roam around with people from Pakistan, Bangladesh, Egypt and some other countries, so I used to stay away from them.my only interaction with them would be to greet them after prayers. It stayed this way for quite a while.
When i was in grade 6 there was a Indian guy, john in grade 9 who had moved into a flat in the building we live in. He started coming in our bus, at first he was like the other seniors who used to talk among themselves, mind their own business but after a week this guy started bullying most of the kids especially me as i lived in the same building, after the bus used to drop us at our place he used to chase me around, throw water at me, beat me up.my parents used to complain to his parents but still he wouldn't change
Once i was being chased as usual, I ran into a supermarket to hide and der was dis Pakistani guy whom i used to greet at the mosque, He asks me what happened as i was scared and tensed, I tell him the whole story, then he's like come with me, we get out of the supermarket and the john who was hiding comes running behind me, this guy sees him and starts shouting at him, he runs away from us, then this guy leaves me home. Next day as i get out of the bus, john starts beating me, from out of nowhere the Pakistani guy comes and starts shouting at him, he runs away. From that day onwards for a month he used to take me home from the bus daily.
This event showed me that though people of a certain country, region or any generalized trait for that matter might not be good doesn't imply that all of them are the same, there are good people too. After the event i started making friends with everyone, as far as they were good-it didn't matter where they came from.
plz review it and let me know how i can improve it
No word limit
Back when i was a small kid, my parents used to tell me not to roam around with people from Pakistan, Bangladesh, Egypt and some other countries, so I used to stay away from them.my only interaction with them would be to greet them after prayers. It stayed this way for quite a while.
When i was in grade 6 there was a Indian guy, john in grade 9 who had moved into a flat in the building we live in. He started coming in our bus, at first he was like the other seniors who used to talk among themselves, mind their own business but after a week this guy started bullying most of the kids especially me as i lived in the same building, after the bus used to drop us at our place he used to chase me around, throw water at me, beat me up.my parents used to complain to his parents but still he wouldn't change
Once i was being chased as usual, I ran into a supermarket to hide and der was dis Pakistani guy whom i used to greet at the mosque, He asks me what happened as i was scared and tensed, I tell him the whole story, then he's like come with me, we get out of the supermarket and the john who was hiding comes running behind me, this guy sees him and starts shouting at him, he runs away from us, then this guy leaves me home. Next day as i get out of the bus, john starts beating me, from out of nowhere the Pakistani guy comes and starts shouting at him, he runs away. From that day onwards for a month he used to take me home from the bus daily.
This event showed me that though people of a certain country, region or any generalized trait for that matter might not be good doesn't imply that all of them are the same, there are good people too. After the event i started making friends with everyone, as far as they were good-it didn't matter where they came from.
plz review it and let me know how i can improve it