A school in Brazil had all its students protesting after a transgender girl got reprimanded after changing into a female uniform. All the students, including the boys, wore a skirt to school on September 1st in a way to show support to the girl, who still can’t wear her female uniform but the school says that they’re “reviewing the code of conduct.”
11:31 pm • 16 September 2014 • 74,493 notes
“The basis of most arguments against trans people is that we are not who we say we are, that we are always and only the gender that we were assigned at birth. And so much of that is about having a sense of certainty around gender, that when you were born with a certain set of genitalia, then that must dictate your entire life, and the reality is that that’s not true. A lot of people are not comfortable with that, because then that means they have to begin to question who they are.”- Laverne Cox
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11:16 pm • 15 September 2014 • 46,348 notes
remember in 2012 when that lady tried restoring that painting of jesus
9:58 am • 12 September 2014 • 250,043 notes
When i was in second grade 9/11 happened. I am American arab, my first language is Arabic.
On 9/11 I stayed home from school because I was very sick. I was with my family, we were all horrified by what was happening on the TV. We were praying for those people that were in danger. My mother who was Orthodox Christian at the time, lit a St. Mary candle and put it outside of our apartment building.
A couple hours later me and my little sister -who was in kindergarten- were going to see if the candle was still lit. As we walked up the steps from our front door to the main doors, we could hear shouting. Our neighbor was drunk, he was angry. A 45 year old man who lived with his girlfriend. We knew he drank, we always could hear him stomping, and shouting around above us. But on that day I could clearly hear what he was saying. “I’m going to kill them! I’m gonna shoot em!!” I heard these words but I didn’t know what he was talking about, we both brushed it off. Once we finally got outside, we saw that our candle was crushed. Someone had stomped on it, and broken it to pieces. Me and my sister ran back to our apartment to tell our mom, and once we got back in our home we were met by our dad, on the phone with the police department. Our neighbor was screaming from his balcony about how he was going to kill someone, and I finally had realized he was talking about us.
9:13 am • 12 September 2014 • 3,116 notes