I am fortunate to have traveled to many cities in the world. From Manila to Chicago, from Paris to Dubai, from Singapore to Cairo. Places that are my anchor, for the stories I tell. Stories that, in turn, lend meaning to these places. Not only mine, but also those of friends. our journeys, our journals.
There is racism in Central America, maybe is not so evident here in El Salvador because we the Salvadorans take it more as a joke. Since here we don´t have more "pure bloods" and in a same Salvadoran family you can see children of all the colours of skin and hair, we don´t understand very well what is so important about that.
There is racism in El Salvador, that's true, but it is far from the hate. Is something more soft, difficult to spot... but it is more evident in the resentful people with low self esteem. Always, the stupid loser lady/man who no one really likes is the one racist.
So, I'm Salvadoran...I have an opinion about the racist people. An opinion that I learned in El Salvador.....
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