- 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
We all may or may not be blessed with grandchildren. I, however, am blessed with a collection of fantastic ones.
Isaac, my inquisitive 12-year old, had an assignment in which he was required to interview someone over 30 years of age and ask them to discuss compelling historical events in their lives.
I mentioned the following historical events:
Isaac has had few incidents of racism. Yes, he has been called the “N” word, but sadly, I do not know of ANY young Black person who has not been called this word.
I gave him a brief history of the Civil Rights Movements. I picked up my iPad and did a search of photos of lynchings of Black men and women.
Isaac’s, jaw dropped and he wanted to know why, why?
I told him it was wrong, but people did this because they could.
He then drew the reference that the Viet Nam War and Women’s Rights were also situations in which people who were different from the status quo were treated unfairly.
However, when I told him that the original computers were the size of my kitchen, he only wanted to know the size of the screen!
For ages, this was not an assignment, but a method in which the older generation informed the younger generation. There were few books, no TV, Internet or radio.
Oral history is an excellent vehicle to connect the old with the new.
It was a wonderful informative session for us both.