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I felt so uncomfortable and didn't want to look at anyone as I continued to run down the track. I didn't want to be there. I felt like I didn't belong there. I could tell that people were judging me for not knowing what I was doing.
But, it wasn't enough. There were few people on the track (see below), and all in all it wasn't all that bad, except for the people boxing that I kept passing and who stared maybe a second too long. I was defying a social norm, and they obviously noticed.
I then proceeded up to the gym, and without entering into too much detail, it was awful. Like I said, I don't go to gyms and I don't know how to use machines there. I walked in and some 40-50 people were already in the gym working out. I avoided eye contact with everyone as I walked in, not really sure where I was headed, but going to the far corner of the room where I felt less people would stare. But, of course people stared. They acted like they weren't, but they did. They looked at me like I was crazy or there was something wrong with me, but no one questioned me. I even exchanged a bit of small talk with a person or two and they didn't question me. Rather, they just tried to act normal as you could tell they were still trying to figure out what I was doing and why I didn't know what was going on. Slowly I made my way into the more populated part of the gym and the stares only became worse and more frequent, so I tried to avoid them, but it was nearly impossible. I felt awful and as I left I couldn't have been more grateful that this awful experience was ending.
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Feeling awkward as I used the machinery with people staring. |
I did not like being the other. I felt awkward. I could see and feel prejudice towards my appearance in a place where everyone else dressed the same, acted the same, and did the same things. I did not feel like I could not do anything that was there or that I could not use the equipment, just over and over again I felt that I shouldn't, due to the strange looks and stares of those around me.
I went over to get a drink at the public drinking fountain, and felt that I should have been letting people in front of me because they had worked harder and obviously I wasn't doing quite enough work to sweat and thus 'earn' water, which was free to all in the gym. I was experiencing self-imposed institutional discrimination. No one told me that I couldn't use the equipment, but everyone made me feel as though I shouldn't just by the looks on their faces.
I tried to be positive and keep a smile on my face the whole time, but it was hard with people staring at me. I tried to fit in. I fiddled with my phone, but everyone else had headphones in to listen to their personal music, and I was stuck with the loud music blasting overhead. No one really talked, so I also kept to myself mostly and distracted myself trying to learn how to use different machines by observing what others were doing with them. It helped, I learned a lot in a manner of minutes. But, when people saw me watching them, they gave me odd looks and I felt slightly embarrassed and looked away.
Most of the people in there had the privilege of knowing how to work machinery and what to do that was socially acceptable because they had played or were currently playing on sports teams and had gone to the gym with their coaches and trainers and learned what to do and what exercise was best for them. I had never played on a high school or college sports team and had never been to the gym other than to one time run on the treadmill, but that was in a different city and the gym was nearly empty.
Towards the end I began to feel like I was taking part in the resistance theory. I didn't like the way I felt or the way people were looking at me and I was resisting trying to learn and understand the area I was in. All I wanted was to leave, and trying to understand machinery at that point was no longer doing me any good, and so I left.
I feel that I understand a little bit of how students who are not part of the majority feel when they come into a classroom. It is disturbing, and it doesn't always make sense. I think that many students probably go through a process similar to what I did.
Students feel awkward or embarrassed and make their way to a place where they will be seen by less people. Maybe they then become slightly more comfortable after they are there for a short time. Then, they try to participate in the group but shy away quickly because they realize that they don't fit in or that something is different because people keep looking at them, or maybe even talking about them. This is where the fundamental attribution error comes in to play. Classmates, or possibly even the teacher, begin to hypothesize about appearance, race, gender, etc. and explain a student or classmate's behavior. However, they do not address the problem with the person, but merely talk about that person. This then leads to misunderstandings, judgments, and eventually even discrimination because of incorrect hypothesis.
I want to make sure students feel comfortable in my classroom. I don't ever want them to have to experience the awkwardness and embarrassment I did in this situation. Students should never have to feel out of place and as teachers we should do all we can to make sure they have opportunities to succeed and feel safe within the classroom.