Alphabetic Discrimination

I was called up last again. Finally, after twenty-four presentations on discrimination it was my turn to state my case. I walked up to the blackboard with my prepared speech on sexual discrimination. I had on hand a persuasive speech criticizing the Hong Kong government for its failure to deliver equal opportunities to women. But all my points had already been covered. What was I to do? Read my speech and subject my fellow classmates and the teacher to another 5 minutes of boredom? No, that I was not prepared to do. I had found a more important issue to discuss. It was about an affliction that had affected me throughout my life; an insidious form of discrimination that has hindered many; a scourge that is often overlooked. Alphabetic discrimination.

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I threw my note cards aside, took a deep breath, and proceeded with an impromptu speech. Here is the transcript of it:

“Good Afternoon, fellow classmates. Will those of you with last names that lie towards the end of the alphabet raise your hands? You, my friends, are subjects of alphabetic discrimination. As a ‘Wong’, I, too suffer from this misfortune. How? We are placed last on lists. We are made to wait longest. We are always called up last. We, my friends, are not given an equal opportunity to thrive in this society.

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