What white woman, however lonely, was ever captive or insulted by me? Yet they say I am a bad Indian.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I've run into more discrimination as a woman than as an Indian.
I cannot forget a conversation that I had with an elderly couple from the tribe. They asked me whether I would kill them after I had finished. When I asked them why they asked that, they replied, Because you white men always do!
I don't look like a white woman. I look Somali.
Since that first showing of Foolish Wives I have seemed to walk through vast crowds of people, their white American faces turned towards me in stern reproof.
I made my first white women friends in college; they loved me and were loyal to our friendship, but I understood, as they did, that they were white women and that whiteness mattered.
I never thought that I would have to play an Indian, well half French, but an Indian woman in my life.
You know what I hate? Indian givers... no, I take that back.
We did not know there were other people besides the Indian until about one hundred winters ago, when some men with white faces came to our country.
I think it was hard for people to cast me as an ethnic, as an Asian American woman.
The history of the white man in India really jumped up and bit me in the neck.