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F*CK Ice

F*ck Ice.

I mean, I feel like the title is pretty self-explanatory.

Let me give you a little background.

I had a History teacher in 6th grade, let’s call him Mr. K.

Mr. K was one of those fun teachers, you know what it’s like at that age. You’re mean and you’re angry without a cause. But Mr. K understood that, he understood what we needed and was a relaxed teacher.

He wasn’t very serious though, always joking and picking fun at us. I loved him for that.

Well, one day, I walk into class and everyone is pretty quiet, Mr. K looks serious, standing in front of the classroom, which he never did. He didn’t look angry, just serious and a little stressed. I’ll never forget the words he told us that day.

He said,

I’ve never forgotten those words. And the event he was teaching us about?

The Holocaust.

I never looked away during those videos. I watched every bit he showed us. The whole class stayed silent as we watched people be slaughtered. I made a promise to myself as a kid, that I’d grow up angry. I’d grow up to be this angry powerful force that would stand up in the face of wrong-doing.

And I’ve lived by that. No matter what happens to me, I stand up against people being marginalized, whether I agree with their views or not. And with all the activity I’ve seen around I.C.E. in these past few months, looks oddly familiar to another point in history that we actively condemn.

I don’t care what the f*cking reasoning is for mass deportation, the backbone of our justice system is “Innocent until proven Guilty”, so why are they being treated as Guilty?

They are us, and I won’t let their voices be silenced.

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