Well, she was just very hurt by her friends pain. Even more upset since her friend shook it off as a bad experience, and that ‘s life, but she takes it a step further and feels almost personal or nationalistic about it.
In her eyes, “how dare a black guy do something like that to us Korean girls”
I was determined to change her heart. And since, by some stroke of luck, she attended the same school as me, I concocted some ingenious plan that could either win her over, and break the hate, or I can end up in jail, then deported for harassment. That’s life, you can either succeed or end up in jail.
So the next time I saw her, she was with some of her Chinese friends, and I said to them, real loud, “do you remember me from the club?”
“I was the black guy who you told not to contact you because we can’t be friends”
Well, the next time she saw me in a cafe, she walked over and took my coke bottle, and threw it out…
WTF? It’s like that?
After a week of this, she said “Daniel, why do you keep bothering me”
Me: “you remembered my name?”
So she left after I said that..
I got you
And the next time my friends went out, they invited her too, so when I saw her, I of course started dancing near her.
“Gonna make you laugh no matter what! It’s a mission”
When she finally agreed to sit and chat, we got deep.
She was saying how she just can’t accept how black people are so mean, but in the process of harassing her and playing around all the time, I got a unconscious confession.
Me: “did it ever occur to you that I was just a guy every time I bothered you? Or did you see it as a black guy being mean?”
And her initial shock showed that indeed, she overlooked the fact that I was black, and just began to see me as annoying person lol. Well, the lesser of two evils I suppose.
And after that night, we actually began to hangout, never romantically. To be honest, even though she opened up to me, I felt a little distanced for a while, I felt as though, now I am the new face for blacks. And I wasn’t ready to take that responsibility. I wasn’t mature enough, she was stunningly beautiful, smart, very internationally minded, but easily influenced and that worried me.
If I made a mistake, it would be back to square one. So to everyone around us, we dated, but to me and her, we were nothing more than good friends. I also noticed that she was like a leader of her pack. The type of girl who other girls want to be their unni. So winning her over, and melting her stereotypes would be succificent, this meant her friends would change as well.
We still keep in touch every so often, and amazingly enough not only her first friend has been with a black guy ever since, but she even has a lot of black female friends. She knows about my blog, and is one of the main promoters of it in Korea, she supports me a lot, despite not wanting me to show her picture.
Our biggest friendship moment, was when we were out with her Korean friends, and one of them said something slick, pretty slick because I didn’t even catch it, and she snapped on him. I’m not a guy who relies on a girl but damn that felt good, I really changed someone and opened their mind and heart.
So to everyone viewing this article, I encourage you to not cower to racism, but to rather tackle it head on, I can’t tell you how many times I’ve confronted the older generation in Asia, and because of that, I was able to join their badminton club lol, exclusive. Racism is a barrier, whats the point of a barrier if you can’t shatter it:
Or maybe I’m just destructive? You guys decide.