Blog #16
I really am going to enjoy this because I have many stories of it! So I served my mission in Fort Worth, Texas. As most people should know, it is a very diverse group of people.  I served most of my mission in the city of Temple.  It was very wild when I first got there.  It was a bike mission, so we made our way around on bikes all day.  The city was big enough that we could only cover about a quarter of it in a day on our bikes.  Well the first day we set out and we are riding through a fairly nice neighborhood. We were stopping at houses and I couldnt help but notice, every single person that I had seen, was white.  All the other places I had been in were so mixed that this city just didnt feel normal. So the next day we get on our bikes and head to the other side of the city.  We got off our bikes and started going door to door. This time, I didnt see another white person the whole entire day.  The city was split dead down the center. White people were on one side of the city and african americans were all on the other side. The stereotypes come into place when you would talk to people about why everyone was segregated. One lady told me she didnt want to go into the african american side of town because of all the violence, that there were shootings all of the time and that it wasnt safe.  It baffled my mind to hear that because we were over there all the time and never heard of anything.  I have some of my best friends that came from that side of the city. The flip side of that is for the first two weeks that we were going to the black side of town, everyone thought that we were cops. No one would tell us anything, afraid that they would get in trouble. It was just wild to me of all these misconceptions that could have been solved if they would talk to each other and realize they were false stereotypes.(368)