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VALIDATED NRP-English-9 March15 Final-Material
VALIDATED NRP-English-9 March15 Final-Material
Department of Education
NATIONAL CAPITAL REGION
BIAS PREJUDICE
The teacher will facilitate a short discussion about bias and prejudice
as presented by the pictures before leading the class into the reading
activity on skin color discrimination.
The teacher may give 5 minutes for the groups to practice reading.
The group shall present the main idea of the text assigned to them
using the accomplished symbocard. See attached set of pictures
assigned for each group.
Reinforcement 5 Activity 4:
and Reflection mins. Campaign Against Bias!
Learners will make a slogan to fight discrimination because of skin
color, or any form of bias or prejudice.
Wrap up 5 Activity 5:
mins. Dialogic Journal
In their notebooks, learners will make a journal entry following the
given template below. In the first column (left), learners will write
down anything that caught their attention or seems significant from
reading the text. In the second column (right), they will write down
the reasons why they find that certain part from the text interesting
or significant.
Approved by:
FILMORE R. CABALLERO
CID Chief
MICAH L. PACHECO
CLMD Chief
Teacher reads:
Growing up with kayumanggi (brown) skin should not have been a problem for me,
but it was. I live in the Philippines, a country where skin color discrimination is
pervasive but is highly overlooked—a nation that breeds colorism into normality.
Colorism is defined as skin color stratification or, in the words of Professor Marget
Hunter, “the process of discrimination that privileges light-skinned people of color
over their dark-skinned counterparts.” Issues on colorism have been raised in
different parts of the world, such as North and South America, Africa, and Asia, but
to what extent does it affect the Philippines? Should we even care?
Group 1 reads:
When I was in Grade 1, we were taught the three groups of Filipino ninunos,
namely, Malay, Indones, and Ita. Drawings and cut-outs of people in three varying
colors were posted on the blackboard, as we discussed their history, their lifestyle,
and their contributions to our modern society. The most memorable lesson to me
and my classmates, however, were the appearances of these three groups. Come
dismissal time, we weren’t talking about the lifestyle of our ancestors nor were we
talking about their valuable contributions—we started sorting ourselves.
A
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I used to view myself only as a Filipino, but that encounter changed everything. It
revealed a social hierarchy that would later haunt me for the rest of my childhood,
making me realize how identity can easily be reduced to color and physical
appearance. Dark skin had since then become a curse I wanted so badly to break.
Group 2 reads:
I used to be a competitive swimmer. I would train six hours a day in chlorine-filled
pools during the summers, swimming just minutes from waking up, and swimming
just hours before bedtime. On school days I’d head to the village clubhouse as soon
as class ended and leave only when the pool caretaker ordered me to. Just imagine
the amount of sun exposure my skin experienced. Just imagine how darker I had
turned each day. The sun loved me too much, kissed me like its own daughter.
“ULING!” the same white-skinned, ‘Indones’ classmate called me. “Uling ka, ‘di ba?”
Those words hurt me more than sunburns ever did, but unlike sunburns, they
didn’t fade that easily. In fact, they didn’t quite fade at all. I soon found myself
trying every product that promised me whiter skin. I gave in to papaya soaps and
whitening lotions and facial scrubs and whatnot. I became the very epitome of this
‘white skin’-obsessed culture.
When nothing worked out and none of my attempts at acceptance had stopped the
color-shaming, I presumed that there was no other choice but to quit. Quit
swimming. Quit water. Quit the sun. I quit my first love because I needed to be
accepted, I needed to be white. That’s what my childhood made me feel like,
anyway.
Group 3 reads:
Needless to say, my final attempt at acceptance proved to be futile. I turned a few
shades lighter, but I was still the same color. I still lived in the same skin. As I grew
older, my bullies remained bullies and their taunts had transformed from childish
insults into passive-aggressive punchlines.
Once, I had someone tell me, “Konting ligo nalang, pwede ka na,” as if I could wash
off the dark layers of my skin in order to pass their beauty standards—as if being
dark
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I drive by EDSA and lose count of billboards of glutathione and skin care
advertisements promoting ‘flawless,’ ‘perfect’ and ‘beautiful’ white skin. Mestizas
and chinitas had become the faces of beauty—most of them, anyway, if not all.
Morena celebrities are photoshopped and edited to look shades lighter. We, myself
included, edit and filter our own photos to look ‘fair’ online. It happens every day,
and it’s the sad truth.
Group 4 reads:
Dark skin has been relegated and associated with ‘second-class citizens’ and is
continuously stigmatized as the color nobody should want. Far too much
importance has been placed on skin color that we allow it to dictate our society’s
perception of beauty, let alone our very own ideologies. I have been a victim of
colorism, and I personally know how it can be a determining factor in one’s self-
esteem.
Skin color is only color. It’s only a speck in the spectrum of beauty. What power
does it hold to hold us back?
I’m writing this because I don’t want another child to ever feel unwanted, ugly or
any less deserving just because she ‘failed at the genetic lottery’ and was blessed
with kayumanggi skin. I’m writing this because something needs to be said and
done about colorism, and it has to be now. #StopColorism
Source:
https://www.rappler.com/voices/ispeak/87576-stop-colorism-philippines-kayumanggi/
Symbocard Activity
GROUP 1
GROUP 2
GROUP 3
GROUP 4