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Multicultural Evening Celebrates Diversity
Students showcased their diverse backgrounds and talents with lively performances during REACH for Diversity, a Multicultural Evening in the Ceres M. Horn Theatre on Friday, March 2. The spectacular all-school event featured singing, dancing, poetry, and a passionate plea for Darfur made by a McDonogh senior.
Another highlight of the celebration was a colorful Ethiopian fashion show by the youngest members of the McDonogh community.
After the program, the huge crowd moved to Lamborn Hall to sample a variety of ethnic dishes made by attendees and enjoy more musical performances by faculty members and students.
REACH for Diversity, sponsored by the McDonogh Parents Association and the Multicultural Club, was a big success thanks to the tremendous efforts of parents, students, and faculty.
The following poem was written for the occasion by junior Kristie L. and recited by an ensemble of upper schoolers.
ME
What are you anyway?
Black? White? Mixed? Latina? Native American?
Mulatto? Caribbean? Puerto Rican?
Middle Eastern? Central American? Venezuelan?
Italian? Japanese? Greek? Biracial? Spanish?
Irish? Jewish? Persian? Peruvian? Multiracial?
Colombian? Filipino? African?
Brazilian?...
I’m all of the above because, you think I am
(depending on the clothes I’m wearing, the company
I’m keeping, the language I’m speaking, the food
I’m eating, the style of my hair, the shade of my
Skin, the country I’m in), and I’m none of the above.
What am I?
I’m a question. I’m an answer.
I’m a resister of racial classifications,
A defier of ethnic designations,
A list of possible labels,
And a navigator of niches that don’t quite fit.
I’m a petitioner for no more pigeonholing.
Who loves to keep you guessing.
I’m a medley, a mixture,
A collage of colors,
A blended body shifting shades,
A cultural chameleon
Of ambiguous ancestry and hybrid heritage.
I’m creator of my own category,
I’m inventor of my own identity.
I’m mixed, but I’m not mixed up.
I’m not about denying a part of me.
I’m not about trying to pass.
I’m no sellout, no traitor,
No wanna-be, no mutt.
I’m no tragedy, and no exotic other.
…If anything, I’m just another hue of you.
I’m not about confusion
(unless you mean other people’s confusion).
I’m not about anomaly or impurity,
About halfness or being in between.
I’m no less of one thing than I am of another.
I’m no poster child for interracial harmony,
No model for miscegenated humanity.
I’m not about messy mingling,
And I’m not what’s meant by the melting pot.
I’m no jungle-fever rainbow baby,
No icon for interbreeding.
I’m not about trying to be better than anyone else,
Or trying to be different.
What I’m about is being all of what I am…
Nothing more, nothing less, nothing else.
I am multicolorful part-time expatriate. I’m mixed.
What I am is ME.
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Students showcased their diverse backgrounds and talents with lively performances during REACH for Diversity, a Multicultural Evening in the Ceres M. Horn Theatre on Friday, March 2. The spectacular all-school event featured singing, dancing, poetry, and a passionate plea for Darfur made by a McDonogh senior.
Another highlight of the celebration was a colorful Ethiopian fashion show by the youngest members of the McDonogh community.
After the program, the huge crowd moved to Lamborn Hall to sample a variety of ethnic dishes made by attendees and enjoy more musical performances by faculty members and students.
REACH for Diversity, sponsored by the McDonogh Parents Association and the Multicultural Club, was a big success thanks to the tremendous efforts of parents, students, and faculty.
The following poem was written for the occasion by junior Kristie L. and recited by an ensemble of upper schoolers. MEWhat are you anyway?
Black? White? Mixed? Latina? Native American?
Mulatto? Caribbean? Puerto Rican?
Middle Eastern? Central American? Venezuelan?
Italian? Japanese? Greek? Biracial? Spanish?
Irish? Jewish? Persian? Peruvian? Multiracial?
Colombian? Filipino? African?
Brazilian?...
I’m all of the above because, you think I am
(depending on the clothes I’m wearing, the company
I’m keeping, the language I’m speaking, the food
I’m eating, the style of my hair, the shade of my
Skin, the country I’m in), and I’m none of the above.
What am I?
I’m a question. I’m an answer.
I’m a resister of racial classifications,
A defier of ethnic designations,
A list of possible labels,
And a navigator of niches that don’t quite fit.
I’m a petitioner for no more pigeonholing.
Who loves to keep you guessing.
I’m a medley, a mixture,
A collage of colors,
A blended body shifting shades,
A cultural chameleon
Of ambiguous ancestry and hybrid heritage.
I’m creator of my own category,
I’m inventor of my own identity.
I’m mixed, but I’m not mixed up.
I’m not about denying a part of me.
I’m not about trying to pass.
I’m no sellout, no traitor,
No wanna-be, no mutt.
I’m no tragedy, and no exotic other.
…If anything, I’m just another hue of you.
I’m not about confusion
(unless you mean other people’s confusion).
I’m not about anomaly or impurity,
About halfness or being in between.
I’m no less of one thing than I am of another.
I’m no poster child for interracial harmony,
No model for miscegenated humanity.
I’m not about messy mingling,
And I’m not what’s meant by the melting pot.
I’m no jungle-fever rainbow baby,
No icon for interbreeding.
I’m not about trying to be better than anyone else,
Or trying to be different.
What I’m about is being all of what I am…
Nothing more, nothing less, nothing else.
I am multicolorful part-time expatriate. I’m mixed.
What I am is ME.