Black and White

Do you ever wonder why Blacks and Whites feel differently about life in general? Well let me tell you why. It’s because we are different and we need to finally face that fact.

To grow up Black in America, you have issues automatically against you from birth. First of all you were probably born into a poor family and were not the only child. And most Black kids have to fuss and fight with their siblings for things to wear, eat, or a place to sleep because usually there isn’t enough of anything for all of them.

And then Whites wonder why Blacks are so argumentative. Well, that’s one reason why. Sibling rivalry is a big deal in Black families because children can’t understand why one has something the other doesn’t have. All kids feel the same way, but well-to-do families can rectify the situation a lot easier in their household because they have the resources to do so.

Once a Black child goes to school, they then find that they’re different in other ways. They see that White kids are more prepared than they are, have better clothing than they do, and speak better than they. Black kids get jealous because they feel inferior to White kids and some want to rebel because of those feelings. It’s not about being prejudice or not liking White kids; it’s all about jealousy of not having what the White kids have.

Plus, Black kids realize that White kids talk better than they do and that makes them feel ashamed also. Little kids don’t realize their failings or faults when they’re that young and when a teacher lauds over another child who might be better prepared from home training than the other children are, the teacher should not make it so apparent that the children less prepared feels unwelcome.

When I was young, my neighbor’s little girl came home from her first day in first grade crying hysterically. I heard her mother ask her what was wrong and she said the teacher was mean and didn’t say nice things to her. When her mother confronted the teacher the next day, it was evident that the teacher didn’t do anything on purpose. She had asked my neighbor’s daughter a question of what did she do during the summer. My neighbor’s daughter said “nothing”. Then a little White girl jumped in and said how she went to Florida to visit her grandma and they took her to Disneyworld and she had a great time. She went on and on and all the kids were listening and happy to hear what she was saying and the teacher was grinning and happy also. And the teacher forgot about my neighbor’s daughter who was sitting there feeling bad that she didn’t make everybody happy like that.