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Kindness Regardless


The past few days have been very enlightening for me. I have learned a lot about how to talk to people about racism, talked to my friends and peers about what happened in Paris, and have tried to express my feelings without silencing others. I often make mistakes, but it is learning from them that matters. I wanted to share a few links that I have found as well as this poem written by Martin Niemöller.


First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Socialist.
Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.

The picture below is of a step by step (literally) process of how to solve a problem. It is painted at my old Elementary school and I love it so much! We should all have this taught to us. 




This poem illustrates how important it is to stand up for what you believe in, because if you don't then you may be next. It also illustrates the ideal of kindness, regardless. That is such a passionate phrase that can change the world. If when someone did something that hurt us, we repeated the mantra, kindness regardless, or if our enemy took a stumble, and we repeated the moto kindness regardless, then the world would remember that that is the goal. That in reality we are all united. We are all placed on this lovely planet to do something good. And for all of us, we must spread the kindness regardless. 

Here are some quick facts about racial discrimination from the lovely do something.org



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