Life is tough.
Life is filled with challenges and obstacles.
When you think you’ve made it through one problem, you come face to face with another, and for so long I thought ‘once this problem is over, I’ll be fine’ but as time has gone along I’ve realised the problems never go away, we just learn to become stronger, we learn to carry the weight of our problems.
But one problem, one mountain that has gotten bigger as time has gone on, that has prevailed through out it all, is racism, judging and putting value on a person based off the colour of their skin.
In this day and age, with all advancements we have made as the human race, it’s incredible to me how people can still think in such a unprogressive and incredibly evil way.
My grandfather was born a part of the stolen generation, a generation of indigenous children that were taken away from their mothers and fathers and forced into camps so they could be assimilated into white communities, their rights as a human being over looked.
Australians tend to overlook this stain on our history, thinking that racism isn’t happening here, forgetting the pain that was caused and lives that were unnecessarily lost.
Valuing peoples lives from the colour of their skin needs to stop, America and the rest of the world has had enough.
If we want to see change we need to stand up and fight for what is right and just, we need to be the change we want to see in this world.
Above image of Levi’s grandfather.