As a child you look at everyone the same and you learn to like or
dislike a person because of the way they treat you and not by the color
of their skin. I recall the first time as a child that I was called the N
word. My mother and I was at a local store shopping and this little
white child said mommy mommy look at that N. Our parents just looked at
one another and we quietly went our merry ways. My parents never taught
us to dislike someone because of their color. What I learned about
racism as a child came from television and peers. I copied by not
reacting negative to the comment or starting a fight with the other
child. Today I tell my neices and nephews not to give power to the N
word even though it is common in the African American community to call
each other the N word.
Black on Black
racism is a topic that has intrigued me the most as I become older here
in America. I am considered a dark skinned person in the African
American community and it has baffled my all my life how some blacks who
skin color is lighter than mine think that they are better than me.
What is ironic about it is that people would say that I acted white. In
elementary school thru high school most of my classes were 80% white.
Most of my experiences in school were with my white classmates. At home
my friends and even today my family and friends say that I talk white. I
have learned that my skin color were different but not my character and
attitude toward other people and I think this is my cognitive way of
dealing with racism both in the black community and the world.
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