I remember when

during my primary school, i have much fun as a kid, no problem at all for us to dwell with other races until i entered secondary school, my class 1A , majority of them are chinese, only few are others races. at first day,i expected my friends gonna be happy go lucky people, in fact ..too much differences..i have difficulty to talk with them as they just only dwell among themselves only..i'm quite disappointed with that environment, make me realize the world is not beautiful. language as a barrier, we seem don't know what purpose of living. reading history which tell the racism story quite disappointed too. i thought all of us are the same. then i realized i'm very naive at that time, i also thought to myself, perhaps when i grew up, i can see clearly this world. the truth is, racism is bad things, people who bring it up is racist without thinking the consequences in future. uncaring human, play fun with races without even consider the sensitivity and respect.