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Up here in Maine we are very blessed. We live in (IMHO) the most beautiful place in the world where there is a sense of calm in the air. We live in a place that people spend hundreds or thousands of dollars to come to for a week or 2 so they could get away from their hustle and bustle at home. We live in a place that is not only very accepting of the racial diversity of our family, but very embracing. I truly believe (witnessed by ChicaAzul's and my own eyes) that our son's color makes him very popular among his classmates and the kids he meets at pools, playgrounds, stores, etc. Many of the children are fascinated by his color and want to get to know him. Of course, the fact that he is a truly sweet boy helps.
Given this, it is a massive slap in the face when this sweet child is a victim of racism.
I don't know why it took me so long to write about this. bliss-eternal's post about her husband's family certainly brought this memory to the forefront.
Last year, when our son was a few months past his 5th birthday, we were at the pool in a local community. Our son was playing with a brother and sister. The boy was about his age and the girl appeared to be 8ish. The 3 of them were having a great time for about 20-30 minutes. At one point our son was holding the little girl's hand in the totally innocent way that children do when they're playing. It was no more or less than that (my son is at the age where he thinks that girls are "icky". Boy oh boy do I kid him about it, too). After seeing that, the boy and girl's mother came over to where the kids were playing, close to ChicaAzul and I. She ignored me when I said hello and called her children to her. After speaking to them, the boy and girl TOTALLY ignored my son.
He had had his first encounter with racism. He doesn't know it because we made light of it to him and our son made new friends almost immediately. We, however, felt like wrung out sponges.
We thought of the classic old movie "Gentleman's Agreement". Gregory Peck is a journalist posing as a Jewish man to feel Anti-Semitism. His best friend, John Garfield, whose character is a Jewish Army Captain, thinks he's nuts.
Late in the film, Gregory Peck's son (a YOUNG Dean Stockwell), is called all of the awful names that I don't have to repeat, and Garfield tells Peck that NOW he has the whole story, that it's worst when it's your kids. We were so heart-broken that our wonderful little boy was judged by his skin. I think it was worse for me than for ChicaAzul because, as a Hispanic woman, she's felt racism all of her life. Tragically, there have been times when I've had to "invoke my Caucasianhood" to help some of my in-laws deal with a situation.
As all sane parents do, we wished we could shield our son from all of the hateful people out there who choose hatred as their way of life. We will, until the day we die, be advocates for love, respect and acceptance of all of God's children. We know we won't get there in our lives, but maybe we can make a difference in our corner of the world.
By the way, the woman and kids I speak of were not white. In a way I think that makes her racism worse. This is one reason that kkkarl and his ilk have always been so successful when they stir up the racial hatreds of their base and others who they have managed to keep in fear. I know that I won't live to see an end of racism. i hope my son does, but I'm not that naive. But we do have to hope and strive. Otherwise, what's the point? Some may say that there is no hope, but I refuse to believe that, if for no other reason than the political motivations of those who want us to not hope.
Anyway, that's my little story. Feedback welcome, but not required.
PEACE!
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