It is a known fact that the University of Michigan is made up of predominantly white students. Many students, however, are unaware of the actual demographics of undergraduates, and thus unaware of the effects of being a minority on campus.
In response to the false reports of an active shooter on campus and the Islamophobic terrorist attack in New Zealand, the editors of Michigan in Color would like to voice our commitment to supporting people of color and social justice on campus.
In fifth grade, a random peer asked me if my name was Bea. When I told her no, she replied with a familiar: “Oh, well, you know, you guys all look the same.” This is an illustration compilation of how that’s just not true!
Growing up without knowing a lot of people who looked like me, I always felt like I was “too” loud for a Chinese girl. I had a rambunctious, talkative personality as a kid, but I quieted down as I got older and became more self-conscious.
I grew up drawing eyelids on all of my stick figures so that they could look pretty — well, as pretty as a stick figure could get. I took long looks in the mirror and touched the soft space above my eyelashes, miserable about the fact that I had been born with monolids.