A story on Racism

This was inspired by a video that I saw on Facebook.

It was a typical Monday afternoon, and an Indian construction worker was waiting to meet his doctor. He fidgeted nervously in his seat. He reeked of sweat and grime, having toiled the earlier half of the day to build a new housing estate just beside the doctor’s office. His doctor had asked him to come down for no particular reason today, so he was quite curious as to what was happening.

The doorbell chimed and a family of three entered the doctor’s office. They were a typical family, consisting of a Caucasian father, a Caucasian mother and a Caucasian girl, who was no more than 5 years old. The girl immediately plopped on the seat next to the Indian worker and shot him a beaming smile. He returned the smile, something he had not done for a very long time.

Her parents were not so polite. With a face contorted with disgust, and against the will of her daughter, she pulled her daughter to the next seat and sat down gingerly next to the Indian. After a while, she too felt uncomfortable and her husband replaced her while she stood at the side awkwardly as there were only 3 seats available outside the doctor’s office. Just when the Indian worker’s wanted to stand up from his seat to let the woman sit together with her family, the doctor’s voice boomed from his office.

“Alice and family, you can come in. Abdul, come in too!”

The family and Abdul quickly made their way into the office. The doctor immediately extended a warm greeting to the family.

“Hello, Bill, Sarah, and Alice! I haven’t seen you in a while! How is Alice?”

Bill replied, “She is doing very well! The bone marrow transplant was a life-saver for her! It is all thanks to you, Doctor!”

“No, it is not me that you should thank. It is Abdul. He provided the bone marrow for the transplant,” the doctor exclaimed, with his hand firmly on Abdul’s shoulder.

Bill’s jaw dropped in surprise. Sarah began crying profusely as emotions overwhelmed her. Alice was instantaneously upon Abdul and hugged him. Abdul laughed sheepishly as he gingerly held Alice.

“We are so sorry, so sorry, so sorry…”



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