Answer:
Well, I'll give you some ideas from my life you can use:
- white girl was bullied by a weird black girl in 4th grade and I was stuck in the middle of it
- psychologically traumatized by a young girl in the 5th grade and spent the next 8 - 10 months struggling with depression and suicidal thoughts
or you can just choose a hard challenege in your life and write about how you overcame it.
Explanation:
Try to think of a disagreement or agreement you've EVER had with a family member. Even if you are exaggeration or making a bit of it up I believe it to be fine. Write about something simple like disagreement over the last cookie or bed time.
Example:
Today is the day I'm going to the bake sale for school. I jumped out of bed and got dressed quicker then a jack rabbit. As I walked downstairs I could already smell fresh chocolate chip cookies that Mom has been making for the bake sale. "Good morning!" I yelled with exitement. "Good morning sweetie." she replied. I looked over her shoulder at the gewy, warm brownies. I wanted to grab one, mom interupted "No, these are for later and there not quite done yet." So she put the brownies back into the oven and started to clean a little. Hours passed and the brownies where done or so I thought...
Mom grabbed her purse and the brownies and got into the car so I followed. Once we where at the bake sell you could smell so many various aroma's such as pumpkin pie, sweet apple cobbler, and much more. When we got to our table Mom put the brownies on the table, and people started to gather around. Mom quickly took off the lid, and then I saw the brownies amass. "Oh no!" I said in a quite tone. Mom looked at me and said "Sorry, I guess it's still not finished. It was warm and perfect before we left."
Then I quickly started to convey, I looked at everyone's sweets and they where perfect. Everyone enjoyed theres, why did this happen to me? This isn't fair! I when't to the Principal which she was the one who started the bake sell. I said in a sad tone "Can you please end the bake sale?" she repied "Why?" I tolder her "Well my brownies are undercooked, and can't be eaten." For a few minutes I tried to mediate the principal, but it didn't work. Suddenly Mom ran up to me with a new box of brownies. I shouted "You got more brownies?" Mom replied "Yes, I did!" We whent back to the table and placed the brownies down, and a bunch of people amass around our table buying a brownie. I quickly reverted from a sad mood to a happy mood.
Remember you may give up, but anything can happen so just wait. Things happen for a pretty good reason.
I hope this help's you understand or even get a good idea.
Different states have different precedents regarding what defines a white person as opposed to a black person.
