To Our Readers

I Remember Coming Face-To-Face with racial prejudice as a teenager. I was having a conversation with a girl I had known for about a month. We had just seen a film together, one with a multiracial cast, and we were discussing the merits of the film. At some point during our conversation I mentioned something grossly stereotypical about Latinos. My friend interrupted, wanting to know where on earth I'd gotten that notion. At first I tried to justify what I had said, but soon realized that it was both a foolish notion and a foolish comment. I'd come face-to-face with my own ignorance.

I'm glad my friend didn't overlook what I said that evening for the sake of keeping peace. Her reaction was a needed wake-up call. We're unaware of the real worth and individuality of people if we go through life believing that we already know them as something other than who they really are.

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