There I was this beautiful morning, minding my own business, doing what I’ve done several times before, when GRANDMA KAREN & GRANDPA BOB felt the need to tell me how my (obvious blackness) wasn’t welcomed where they were!!!
The audacity and disrespect! Crazy thing is, as a black person, we can absolutely expect it at some point, any point, every point, any where and any place… at all times !!!
I was unaware that this community had closed off its trail and premises to outsiders due to quarantining as no signage was posted and we’ve previously gone there on plenty occasions.
The most upsetting part for me, is that my 6YO son was instantly able to pick up on something wrong when the rude couple started saying filth out of their nasty mouths. I noticed his mood instantly changed and he became mopey and so did his body language as he positioned himself behind my body while we went back and forth.
Well, we just got home and he was sitting on the floor. I asked him several times prior if he was ok because of his shift. Just then, he said he was sad. I asked him why and tears ran down his face. He wasn’t sobbing or distressed. He just shrugged his shoulders and said, “I’m just a kid”… that’s all he knew and all he had to give as an understanding for his emotions… he was sad and he was just a kid.
I’m % convinced that, although he doesn’t yet know blatant racism or hatred from others because of his skin, he knew something was wrong in that moment.
How does one tell their children to be ready, at all times, to live in a world which dislikes/hates you for who you are? Why should black parents have to?
Anyhoo, the day is still young and the most can/will still be made of it!
Thanks for listening …
#JusJacQ
Comments
Post a Comment