Racism is something I don’t encounter very much as a half Spanish and half Jamaican person. People tend to look at me as one or the other and not both. But what I think is that I have a friendly face and I give people a smile to compliment the look. Maybe this isn’t much of a story, but one comes to mind.
One day my friend and I were at a bus stop. We were sitting on the grass. A police car stopped at the red light. The officer rolled down his window and asked us what we were doing. In response, my friend and I said, “Nothing.” and then they drove off.