Ideagram; Lara Frappier
Monster by Walter Dean Myers
My opinion regarding the ability for society to overcome prejudice is even though our world has evolved since Hitler some people still believe in his beliefs. I truly believe some people on our plant will never stop being resist and discriminating people. Although we have come so far from the past as to when some people wouldn’t even let black people into a certain bars or even into some parts of town. We now also in Canada have laws for Freedom of religion and gender equality, I am 100% all for those laws.
Monster by Walter Dean Myers page number 7
"There are sounds of inmates yelling from cell to cell; most of it is obscene. Most of the voices are clearly black or Hispanic."
I chose this quote from the book Monster because to me this means others think black people are very bad and do stuff that gets them into a lot of trouble. Just because they are a different skin color, but white people can be just as mean and destructive. The main charter Steve can overcome being prejudice by realizing just because people are a different color then you doesn’t mean there are worse then you of beneath you.
Monster by Walter Dean Myers page number 78-79
"The jury believed you were guilty the moment they laid eyes on you. You're black, you're young, and you're on trial what else do they need to know." The main character has overcome prejudice to a certain extent because he responded by saying "I thought you're supposed to be innocent until you're proven guilty?"
Monster by Walter Dean Myers page number 90
"He goes to that faggot school downtown. All they learn there is how to be faggots."
I chose this quote from the book I'm reading Monster because it is a clear example of people being prejudice to others. They gave an unfavorable opinion of the main charter Steve by judging the school he attends.
Three Pieces of Evidence to Support my Theme
Enslaved - Poem by Claude McKay
For weary centuries despised, oppressed,
Enslaved and lynched, denied a human place
In the great life line of the Christian West;
And in the Black Land disinherited,
Robbed in the ancient country of its birth,
My heart grows sick with hate, becomes as lead,
For this my race that has no home on earth.
Then from the dark depths of my soul I cry
To the avenging angel to consume
The white man's world of wonders utterly:
Let it be swallowed up in earth's vast womb,
Or upward roll as sacrificial smoke
To liberate my people from its yoke!