It was time to pick myself up because no-one else was going to.
Other than my skin color, I looked no different from my fellow classmates.
A PRICKLY LEAGUE BY FARZAM MIR 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 60
The racism at Cornell was no surprise to me. My outfit was for the most part identical to the rest of the undergraduate students. The school mandated that each student be dressed, or as Cornell’s student handbook referr…