How It Feels to be Colored Me

In the essay “How It Feels to be Colored Me” by Zora Hurston, the author describes her experiences as an African American in a time with racism ruled. Hurston ends her essay by comparing people to a “brown bag” staffed with “random stuff” and they will still all be equal. In my personal opinion, I strongly agree with Hurston’s statement. I believe people should not be judge by their appearance or color. I also think there should be no stereotypes because is not fair that people get expectations from other races without knowing them. Hurston’s agree with every understanding of race that I have since her opinions of race are similar as mine. The only new perspective that this novel brought me was that the more isolated that we are from other cultures, the more difficult it is to understand our own. What I mean by this is that if we only know what our culture “means” and we don’t open to explore other cultures, we might not going to be able the intensity that our culture has on others. This actually made me realized that sometimes even I locked myself with my culture that I don’t even bother to get the chance of meeting new people from different cultures.