I was a pre-teen child whose parents wanted a better life. But moving into a white neighborhood turned me into a militant-minded girl confused as to why I had to be treated as if I had leprosy on the school bus that took me back into a place that gave me no joy. This experience created a dual consciousness in my soul because the God I serve said to love my enemies...
so why don't my enemies feel justified by their whiteness for hating me when they didn't even know my name?
I was just a child when all of this was going on. My parents thought they were protecting me I'm sure by not talking about racism. I was taught to just 'ignore it."
Those years were very lonely for me. There were things I did not understand like why at the corner of Jackson & 14th, we had to get our KFC going into a back door because my family could not sit in the restaurant. I actually did a MastersDegree thesis themed on bigotry in the media. The information I saw was glaringly obvious in my Central Indiana hometown.
One thing people need2keep in mind:
The candidates who become #President and #VicePresident of the UnitedStates should treat ALL people with respect as a servant of the people. What kind of view do you want people to have of you when you travel to other countries because when the border authorities look at your passport, they don't just see your identity. They see the identity of the leader of your country. (Sixty years later--here we are.) #BlackLivesMatter
How many years does it take to make things right?