Racism at a UK university
UK - I’m a South Asian girl who’s been born and raised in the UK, but during my three years at university (a high-ranked institution, too) I faced a lot of incidents of casual racism. Once, at the start of a class, when the professor was reading out all our names and checking attendance, he deliberately read my (foreign-sounding) name out slowly and in a mocking tone of voice before laughing at the end in order to get a cheap laugh from the other students. In one of my tutorials, another tutor only listened to the three other (all white) girls in the class and spoke over me and patronised me when I voiced my opinion on the topic, to the point I was in tears at the end and was made to stay by the tutor when he patronised me some more. One of my friends once called me a “brownie” in casual conversation because I was a dark-skinned Asian as opposed to a light-skinned one, and expected me to be OK with that.
I joined a new society in my third year, and our first social event was at a bar. I had just introduced myself to some of the committee members and excused myself to the toilet when I heard them come in and, not knowing I was in one of the cubicles, start gossiping about me and saying “So weird… is she Arab or something?” As soon as I saw them later, they started practically interrogating me on “Where are you REALLY from?”. In university accommodation in my second year, I was bullied by an openly racist English girl who once laughed at a character in a movie not because they had any funny traits but “just because he’s Chinese,” and a guy who I heard call me a “Mongoloid” in the hallway outside my front door. I complained to the resident tutors, who were meant to be looking after students in that accommodation block, and they told me that there was nothing they could do about it and I would just have to move and pay the £50 fee for doing so.
My parents are both pastors and once I was fucking this one dude who’s dad was the pastor of the rival church and he whispered ‘talk biblical to me’ so i started reciting Psalms 23 and we ended up getting into a competition of who could recite the most bible versus before they cummed
the fuck kind of romeo and juliet is this
So I hadn’t yet come out to my mum and today I got home to see that someone had changed the cover on my bed to this
And then I saw that they left a note on the bed, so I went over to take a look at it and
My mum is the best
Whenever I see this I think well what if you weren’t gay and you came home one day to this