Starting off this week, our
topic shifted to religion and pluralism from racial and societal injustices. In
our lesson, we watched a movie made by our guest speaker of the day, Valarie Kaur,
before having a skype interview with her. The movie is called, “Divided We
Fall.” She had made this movie to raise awareness about the hate crimes and
discrimination toward Sikhs in the United States after 9/11. Being part of the
religion herself, it had affected her as well. This hate has been occurring
before this tragic incident but only had elevated to extreme measures
afterward. She went around the country and even India, interviewing people
about their experiences and reactions to the surrounding hate developing and
growing. This entire experience was completely dangerous and throughout the
entire her time she was putting her own life in jeopardy for the social justice
Sikhs all over the nation and world.
Watching the movie itself
was raw and real. You’re able to tell and actually see the hate, ignorance, and
discrimination in a first person perspective; it was eye opening. Exactly four
days after 9/11, September 15, was the first day that a person of the Sikh religion
was confirmed dead. His name was Balbir Singh Sodhi. He worked at a gas station
in Mesa, Arizona and was very Patriotic. His brother had convinced him to come
to America to start a better life away from the religion wars occurring in
India. After hearing about the attacks on the Twin Towers and World Trade
Center, he went to Costco around 9:00 AM the same day of his death and donated seventy-five
dollars to the American Red Cross and had hung up an American Flag in front of
and inside his store. He was killed by Frank Roque and was sentenced to death
row but now has a life sentencing instead. This was also the day where people
actually drew the courage to leave their homes and gather together where the
death of Sodhi was announced. Hearing that news finally broke the people or
even more than they already were.
From that point on, the
discrimination only grew worse. People were beaten, hurt, and even stabbed
including people who associated with Sikhs. Gurdwaras were trespassed and
vandalized in disrespect. The names in which they were called was derogatory and
ignorant. The people assumed that everyone with a turban and brown skin was a “terrorist”
and Muslim unaware that the people they were targeting was a completely
different religion itself. A man was even chased from Manhattan into Brooklyn,
an area he didn’t know well, in fear for his life because the people were following
him because he wore a turban and would not take it off for religious purposes.
In response they had associated him with being a terrorist because it was
claimed that was the same reasoning the terrorists used for doing what they
did.
Making matters worse was
the fact that even elderly and children were being targets of this social
problem. Valarie interviewed a young boy and voiced his experience with
handling the societal issue. He spoke out saying that other children were
hitting him in the face with their lunch boxes calling him a “terrorist.” When he
witnessed on the television the fire blowing out one of the Twin Towers, he
looked to his dad and asked, “Why do they keep bombing everyone? Why can’t they
leave us alone and stop?” Hearing those words come from a child is concerning.
The fact that children of that young age are treating other children that way
or are picking up on their surrounding areas is scary. They should not even
have to be witnessing or acting in that type of way. This proves the societal
ignorance is affecting kids at a young age, which can tamper with their
perspectives as they grow even older. It’s all extremely horrifying.
It grew to the point
where Sikhs needed to take matters into their own hands. They tried reaching
out to the government and President Bush for help rising from this painful
time; all the government did was ignore this issue as if the fatality of the
hate never even existed. They allowed these crimes to continue. Leaders of from
different Gurdwaras were speaking out about this issue across the nation. Their
words had given their people a light of hope that they needed. They were all
American people too; their religious backgrounds should not have any relation
with who they are as citizens. Racist people would claim that being American
was the Christian way and actually believed that Sikhs weren’t American. In the
reality of it all, people of all race, gender, and religion are equal; God is
one.
What stood out to me the
most was when Valarie pointed out that a certain group will always become
discriminated against. People will find a way to blame others for something
that they don’t fully understand themselves and for their anger and hurt boiling
inside them. This reminded me of the discrimination of what occurred after the
bombing of Pearl Harbor. People were cruel to not only Japanese people, but the
whole Asian race. Along with Germans after WWII. History is always repeating
itself no matter the efforts of preventing such disasters from before.
During our Skype session,
eight of us had questions lined up to ask Valarie; I was one of them. My
question was one she probably got often but really intrigued me because if I
put myself in her position, I’m not sure if I could have pulled off what she
did. “How were you able to stay strong with all of the ignorance surrounding
you?” If I was in her position I know I would have broken down and felt so
alone. Frustrated and hurt with how harsh and stubborn people and disrespected are
the feelings that came to mind watching and hearing her story. The way she
answered all our questions was with a story. She believed that stories were a
way of bringing people together.
She started off with her
grandfather. He came to America and settled in Columbus, California. He was
very popular among people and no one ever discriminated against him. The people
back then cared about and for one another and actually knew each other or made
an effort to. Now no one hardly ever makes an effort to do any of that. Everything
and answers to our questions began to flow in place as she spoke. As she came
to answer my question, you can see how genuine she was in her eyes. She told me
that she wasn’t strong. She put her life on the line and was terrified.
Sometimes she felt like locking herself in her room and try hiding from the
world. To this day, she still cries about the hate that she and her culture has
received. The way she was able to get through it wasn’t alone. She had her
cousin, Sonny, who went along with her on the journey and they encountered and
accomplished everything together.
Valarie’s story is an
extreme influence to me. I want to be able to make an empowering change or
raise awareness and make an actual difference in the lives who are underrepresented.
She had thanked us for watching the video and that sharing it was help enough.
Seeing activism like this makes life so much better and aspires hope all around
the word that I pray one day we will achieve.
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