Kerry-Ann Williams 6B Communication Studies 3B December 12, 2012 Reflective Piece

Preface
The purpose of this piece is to evoke a personal and understanding response in readers about the discrimination that persons from various ethnicities experience, whether intentional or otherwise. The reader is also informed of the far-reaching implications in the professional and personal lives of those who are discriminated against. The short story shows the struggles faced by an African American woman in the nineties, when racism was prevalent and consideration for womens rights was close to non-existent. The story records her triumph over the oppression in her workplace from her white boss and her female counterparts when she applies for a job as a junior partner in a prominent law firm. The context through which the theme will be presented is to write a short story which would be transcribed onto either a brochure to be handed out at a seminar or motivational speech or as a piece in a newspaper column such as the Careers section in the newspaper. The intended audience is young people embarking upon their first professional journey or those joining the working world for the first time.

Wrong Address As she sat there with her head in her hands and tears running down her face, it was then Tamlin Marshall knew that the world would never be the same ever again. Her problems all began on the day she was born, Tamlin mused. Early Tuesday morning at 8 oclock, Tamlin woke with a sense of purpose, ready to begin the new day. She had the feeling that the new day would be the luckiest day of her life. She got, showered and dressed with caution and a keen attention to detail. That morning, Tamlin had an interview with the prominent law firm, Hutchinson and Wilson, as a junior partner within the firm. It was her dream job and nobody was going to stand in her way. As Tamlin closed the door on her way to the train station, she ran into her elderly neighbour, Mrs. Haggerty, whose husband had been deceased for the past 7 years. Mawning Tamlin Good mawning Ms. Aggerdy How yu doing mi dear? Hevery bady alright? Ow Mammy and the pickni dem doin? Dem alright enuh Ms. Aggerdy. Tamlin glanced at her watch and said Im sorry Ms. Aggerdy but I running late dis mawning. Tek care. Alright dear. See yu lata. Tamlin ran the rest of the way to the train station and arrived with only 5 minutes to spare.

You can do it Tammy. Youve been working towards this since you were a little girl. Do not blow it now. Tamlin entered the ornately furnished office with a hint of trepidation. The beige walls seemed to belittle her while the enormous mahogany desk and book cases swallowed her confidence whole. She looked around at her opulent surroundings and gave herself a mental shake. A few minutes later, after she was settled, a tall imposing white man with a slight hunch entered the room, surrounded by a sense of power and an air of good breeding. Tamlin sprang to her feet and stuck her hand out, hoping that she wasnt sweating which would effectively ruin the appearance she had carefully cultivated this morning. Good morning Ms.....Marshall, he greeted her with a smile that didnt quite reach his eyes