Oct 172006
Child: | Mommy? |
Mother: | Yes? |
Child: | Why did you just tell someone they can’t sit with us? |
Mother: | She is a black woman and black people are not allowed to sit with white people. |
Child: | She’s black? |
Mother: | Yes. |
Child: | It’s the color thing again? |
Mother: | Yes. |
Child: | Is color important? |
Mother: | Sometimes. |
Child: | The color of people is important? |
Mother: | Yes. |
Child: | Do black people talk differently? |
Mother: | Sometimes. |
Child: | Uncle Alfred talks differently. Is he black? |
Mother: | Good heavens no! |
Child: | Are black people bad? |
Mother: | No more questions please. |
Child: | Johnny Russell is bad but he’s not black, right? I mean because he sits with us. |
Mother: | That’s enough. |
Child: | What are colors? |
Mother: | You wouldn't understand, honey. |
Child: | Mommy? |
Mother: | Yes. |
Child: | It’s really hard being blind. |
Mother: | I know dear. |
Child: | So how will I know when someone is black? |
Mother: | Don’t worry dear, I’ll tell you. |
October 17, 2006