There have been so many experiences where I felt like I was marked. One that really sticks out is the constant ignorance that i recieved from the white teachers at the Catholic school that I attended. When I was little because my dad made math seem like the most important subject I was always ahead of the class. When I was in fourth grade my teacher put an algebra problem on the board. I will never forget it was a+5=10 and she asked us what was "a". I immediatley knew it was 5 because my father had already informed me of prolems similar to the one on the board. I vigrously raised my hand while shouting "I know,I know..." but my teacher did not even look my way erased the problem and stated the "its to hard for you guys".