Very racist...
Not surprised, I had my fair share of hatred through Brightwood Elementary School. The post below talks about a racist experience at Alhambra High School, that's sickening! Can't put it any more simple than that. If you have Instagram and you to this page, other student come forward on her behavior.
Let me tell you about the one incident that happened to me out of the many. In 6th grade, I was in Ms. Goh's class. She hated me so much. I was a very quiet and shy girl, always have been, and she purposely even put a colorful autobiography I did on the wall all the wall to the bottom almost touching the floor. I feared and was almost sick to my stomach on the day of my birthday. I begged and pleaded to not go to school the next day (Monday), because for once I was happy and didn't have to see her. One winter break party we had, we all got together to celebrate with the other 6th grade classrooms. I accidentally left my gifts in her class as they rearranged everything in the classroom to set up for the food and activities. So by the end of the day I said well maybe when I come back I can get them. That was a living hell. She passes out exams when we come back from the holidays and waits to give me mine last, of course in front of the whole class. Before that she hands me a big bag and in it where my gifts I left behind. She smiled and said that's a lot of gifts you got there. I smiled back thinking she was being friendly. Then she proceeds to tell the whole class I don't deserve them and that I got an F in the class. She kept scolding me and I cried for the first time in class. I was beyond devastated, emotional, and so I asked to go to the restroom and cried in there. I couldn't believe it.
In kindergarten, I was shy of course, and my summer school teacher wouldn't let me go to recess because I wouldn't talk. I remember sitting there on the floor crying as I pointed outside the door to go play as everyone was outside. She never let me go out and play as a result.
At Mark Keppel High School, I once went to pick up transcripts. I hated the lady who handed them out because she wasn't a nice person. She would be nice only to people she liked. Well, a mom and her freshman son came to ask a question. I know how this feels. Not everyone transitions into high school easily. I was one of them. So the mom, in broken English tried to ask this lady a question, but instead the mean lady told her in a sarcastic tone she couldn't understand her and that the son needs to speak up. First, that may be true, but no need to downgrade the mom, besides, it never occurred to the mean lady that what if the son had Aspergers you know. You just don't know. I felt awful seeing her get treated that way.
Also in High School, I had a guidance counselor named Ms. Elizabeth Seztak, hated her with a passion for not respecting me. I never once was mean, in fact I was the respectful reserved one. On getting help to fill out college applications she had the nerve to ask me if I was sure about my ethnicity. Are you serious?! I know what I am. She had me read out loud the entire list and even surprisingly gasped at how much my parents earned on the income section. How unprofessional and stupid. read more