My autobiography for Dying for Dixie

Like I have talked about in my previous blog, I have dealt with rascism at school as a child. I can relate to this story because of it. I must say that it was harder for me to deal with than the blacks in this story, because I was the only black at my school, so I was kind of alone on this, and I did not know how to deal with how I felt, because I had no one to relate to. Because of the rascism in my school, and not having anyone to talk about it too I became depressed,because I did not understand why I was not accepted among my peers. One day I just began to cry. In the story I kind of sympothize with freddie and in some ways I dont. I understand how it feels to watch people walk around with confederate flags everywhere and expect for you as a minority to feel like its okay for them to do that because they are exercising their civil rights, but I would never resolve the way I feel about that by killing another person. The only way you can end hate is through love not more hate, and I think the young black boy in this story did not understand that, and took j=his anger out the wrong way. That is one thing that I did when I was in school. Instead of retaliating to the rascism I showed love towards the person who did it. I did let him know that the things he said were wrong, but I dont hold a grugde against him, and I forgive him, and I have more love for him than any other person at the school, even though he was the one that caused me the most pain. So dont try to overcome hate with hate.