Quotes About Inclusion

This wasn't the first time Asians of different ethnicities had been classified as a single group: at various times before this moment, we'd been lumped together as "Mongoloids," "Orientals," "Asiatics," and a variety of interchangeable slurs related to the color of our skin, the shape of our eyes, and the things we eat (or are alleged to eat).

the mid-Fifties, the first hairline crack appeared in the dam barring Asian immigration. The Immigration and Nationality Act of 1952, also known as the McCarran-Walter Act, finally abolished race-based restrictions against naturalization as a U.S. citizen, which had, since 1790, been limited to "free white persons of good character.

Who on earth had that perfect physical and mental incarnation that piloted them about flawlessly every minute of every day? Disabled is a continuum. We each have a spot on that vast bandwidth. It's what we do with our unique frequency that counts.

But Beverly warned, Sasha, civilized as the British are, you shouldn't assume that just because you're clever, they will accept you as one of them. There are many who are suspicious of a first-class mind, while others will make a judgment based not on the words you say, but the accent in which they're pronounced. - Dr. Streator

not a single woman

you shouldn't assume that just because you're clever, they will accept you as one of them. There are many who are suspicious of a first-class mind, while others will make a judgement based not on the words you say, but the accent in which they're pronounced, and some will be against you the moment they hear your name.

few even have a woman on the board.

We weren't prejudiced against them. We wanted to include them in our society if they would only act normal!

We were ready to accept the Negroes. We weren't prejudiced against them. We wanted to include them in our society if they would only act normal.

We were happy when Joe the Retard showed up. He arrived on his mother's arm, wearing his baggy Bermuda shorts and his blue baseball cap, and as usual he was grinning with the face he shared with every other mongoloid.

Becoming a person, of course, means finding your people, and your place among them

By the way, I said my affirmative action plan would be for men as teachers in kindergarten and grade schools. I think it would be wonderful for children, if they could see men in caring roles just as they see women.

Well, the more women—this is something that Justice O'Connor often said, that women of our age should get out there and make a good show, and that will encourage other women, and the more women that are out there doing things, the better off all of us will be.

Jean was black and had to present himself as separate from graffiti somehow. Keith was gay and white and could glamorize graffiti in a way that Jean could not. Jean and Keith both understood this.

He interrupted. "No, Lisa, other families do not have sons who are Girl Scouts. I'm teaching that boy to fight," Jason muttered to himself, "A gay, black Girl Scout. What the hell happened to this family? We were normal back in San Francisco.

Sometimes I think life would be so much easier if we didn't have to think about being boys or girls or men or women or old or young, fat or thin… if we could all just be certain we were the same. We might be bored, but the danger of life and of living would be gone.

How do you find happiness in a body like yours...like mine? How do you find courage to follow anything anywhere if you don't feel like you fit in the world?

This is a door. You can close it and stay here, outside, by yourself, or you can walk through it and join them

Jennifer Weiner

Don't confine yourself to a select group of friends, often known as a clique. Cliques by definition leave people out. Lock yourself into one, and you'll never know how many terrific friendships you may be missing.

Beneath every goober is a kid. A person. Maybe he's not what you would call 'regular.' But so what? Is that a bad thing?

For years the strangers among us had passed sullenly in the hallways; now we looked, we nodded, we smiled.

I'm erased. I'm gone. I'm nothing. And then the world is free to flow into me like water into an empty bowl'...'I'm not outside my world anymore, and I'm not really inside it either. The thing is, there's no difference anymore between me and the universe. The boundary is gone. I am it and it is me. I am a stone, a cactus thorn. I am rain...I like that most of all, being rain.

On the contrary, she is one of us. Most decidedly. She is us more than we are us. She is, I think, who we really are. Or were.