I remember getting ready to go on a volunteer trip to help people Honduras. It was a liberal arts college and the professor hosting the trip had some meetings before the trip. In the first meeting she handed out a piece of paper on basically how white people should act around brown people. That whites say and do things that offend others, and whites ARE THE ONLY GROUP CAPABLE OF RACISM. When I looked up at the professor (she was even nervous speaking about it), I felt like I was in a twilight zone. I must had been living under a rock for the last 18 years of my life, because this was the first time I heard this. I grew up around and had more brown friends than white. I would go to my friends Mexican restaurant frequently, where no one spoke English, I was the only white American, and I felt at home. The boos and cheers from the soccer game on t.v., the smell of cheap beer, and great food was excellent. Of course "gringo and wedo" were thrown around, but all in good fun. One of my fondest memories as a kid. I guess my white privilege didn't allow me to act right around these people.