I treasure âgo to bedâ?â that private, quiet time when my daughter and I conspire to delay the end of the day. We have a series of rituals that, over time, have created a safe place to discuss problems, questions, and issues that might not have made it into the light of our more hectic days.
One of the most memorable âgo to bedâ? conversations we ever had occurred when she was in first grade (three years ago), when she asked, âMommy, would our lives be different if we were black?â?
What I answered then, and what I would say now, are quite a bit different.
One major factor in my answer was the consuming reality of being a single divorced mother, working incredibly hard to juggle the demands of our daily lives. There were bathrooms to clean, meals to cook, weeds to pull, grass to mow, bills to pay, electrical outlets to be replaced, teachers to meet, meetings to attend, homework to superviseâ¦and those were just the surface issues.
There was something more subtle, though, that drove my response. My interpretation, then, of âif we were blackâ? was influenced by years of idealistic liberal thought. I had bought into the lie that one can somehow define âblackâ?.
So â my answer then was, âYes, our lives would be different.â? The assumption and logic upon which this was based was that if we were black, we would by definition have a different social reality. I wouldnât be quite so fast with my answer today.
Iâve learned a lot since then. Now I know that âblackâ? is a label that is continuously abused by Americans, regardless of politics or color.
To group a socially and economically disparate group into a single entity confuses the issues and creates false perceptions. It enables racial prejudice and devalues the achievements and success of the majority of Americans âof colorâ?. The implication of a homogenous black “race” is that people who are not part of the urban social catastrophe are exceptions to some âruleâ?.
I hope my daughter asks the question again (she probably willâ¦), because Iâd start differently the next time. Iâd ask her, âWhat do you mean by black?â?
I wonder what sheâd say. For that matter, I wonder what you would say.
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