Racism

One of the points made in “Of Mice and Men” was racism. Racism in the book was made toward Crooks because he was black and I have dealt with the same ignorance but towards my family or me. My own experience with racism was at a family party with the music playing with no care in the world, the air was fresh and crisp like a newly ripened apple, all of the children playing in the grass having fun, the adults sitting around the picnic table doing what they do, and in the center of it all was a table and at the center of that table was me and my uncles; Rene, Joel, Henrique. We were just talking, in Spanish, about how full we were with the food and like an anonymous wind blew him in out of nowhere, a man stood in the middle of the party like a statue short on one side, tipsy, and one half of his shirt tucked in and bottle in hand, with glazed eyes he glared at us almost in a panorama. Looking like he was about to keel over he opened his, what I know now as a gaping hole of a mouth, the second he spoke nothing but hate flew from his mouth racial slurs came out targeted at everyone at the party even my youngest cousin got cursed at by this vulgar man. At the end of his tantrum he collapsed on the grass, at that moment I rushed to see who my racial attacker was and before me lying unconscious reeking of booze and other fluids was a white male with a beard, which looked like he never heard of a razor before. Clawing his way through the crowd of relatives my uncle Rene picked up the man on two his shoulder to a lone picnic table and set him down, he told us to get a cool bottle of water for the man, but of course we all refused, why would we want to help a man that so bluntly insulted our elders and our children for being something that they didn’t choose. My uncle insisted so I helped with the water and after a few minutes the man came to, almost vomiting on the