- He Just Came Out to Me, Now What?
- Giving the Gift of “No”
- I Blinked and Became One of Them!
- Lawd, Have Mercy, the Kids are Divorcing
- Are You Too Busy to Visit a Friend?
- What We Can Learn from those Aggravating Ants
- If You Don’t Have One, Go Out and Get One!
- Betrayal, Unforgiveness and You
- “You… Sooo SKINNY!”
- Racism: The Conversation that is No Longer Optional
- The Lost Art of Oral History
- Where Did All My Money Go?
- Getting Back Into the Dating Game
- Parenting Adult Children. Not.
- Asking for HELP
- The Legacy of the Recipe
- A Gift for Your Family
- The Benefits of Traveling with Your Grandchildren
This past February was Black History Month and a lot of specials and events were held to commemorate it. As part of the 50+ generation, we have all witnessed changes. Some were sweeping others far more subtle, but there were changes.
How do we actually have THIS discussion of race with the younger generation? I was told once that there is a valid reason why so many children of color do not have the “fire in the belly” regarding racial issues and equality. While their parents fought tooth and nail to become a part of the middle class, their children were BORN INTO the middle class.
I was told once that there is a valid reason why so many children of color do not have the “fire in the belly” regarding racial issues and equality. While their parents fought tooth and nail to become a part of the middle class, their children were BORN INTO the middle class.
How far do you go back into history to start this discussion? Do you cover the racism in the United States which is normally seen as a Black and White issue or racism in the rest of the world? Do your reveal your own personal feelings (we all have them) about race?
There are many great movies and books out that can offer an excellent segway to this much-needed conversation. “The Help”, is a good move to start with. While “12 Years as a Slave,” although very accurate, maybe too graphic as a primer. “Dancing with the Wolves” is an excellent movie that traces the relationship between our government and the Native Americans who sadly walked the Trail of Tears. This story is particularly close to me because my grandmother’s side of the family was part of this tribe.