Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Yes my son does not look like me. Deal with it people.
Here i go. This is a test, I am trying my hand at blogging. What is on my mind today? The ass at the Roseville Aquatic Center on Sunday. I know Placer County is very conservative, it is why we don't live there. But really it is 2014 and I was just trying to enjoy a day at the pool with my two boys, who cares if they do not look alike. Yes I should stick to diverse areas, yes my son was the only African- american at the pool, yes I am used to crazy, ignorant, intrusive, rude comments by now but this guy just caught me off guard because I had just been having so much fun swimming with the boys.I mean I truly do not see Benson as different, he is my son.... Yes it is a reminder i will never escape the stupidity. But Benson is worth it and I can handle it. Its the same as when people ask me to cross the street with Henry because he looks so scary. What my 40 pound one eyed dog who is not barking scares you? Well too bad its a public street and a public pool. Thanks.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Man, you will have to tell me what happened because I did not know any of this. It is interesting that at first I was very aware that Benson looked different because I expected people to comment. It was a very short time before I was not aware of it any more and it would catch me off guard when someone would comment. I don't see my sons differently, Benson was meant to be my son just as much as Bex even if they came to us differently. I just want to make sure I am always conscious of our surroundings because there are indeed still ignorant people in the world and I don't want either of our boys to be uncomfortable or worse because I am distracted or not zeroed in. Its our job to create that safe environment for them.
ReplyDeleteI've probably mentioned this before, but growing up with white parents I never really thought twice about it. It's just the way it was. It's sometimes weird now because I do actually look like my family (Gus and the kids), but culturally Gus's parents and my parents are worlds apart. When I first met some of Gus's aunts and uncles, they were real confused as to why I didn't speak Korean and thought that my parents didn't do a good job by not teaching me the language. But like I said, as a kid, I was never really all that conscious about looking different. Being an adult is hard and weird sometimes.
ReplyDelete