I’ve never been that “black individual” who was quick to call someone racist, or urge for justice. See I grow up knowing that this is what individuals expected from “people like me”, so I tried my best to defeat these statistics and not let unfairness and hatred stop me from being great. I did everything that everyone thought I could not do. I thought that it I did these things then there wouldn’t be any injustice.
I also took my ancestors’ life stories in mind, especially, Sojourner Truth, who was so brave and strong that she did not let anything or anyone make her feel unequal. During her time, there was slavery and the world did not view blacks, especially black women as equal citizens, yet Sojourner made the world view her and all women as equal, in her famous speech “Ain’t I a Woman”.
So I decided to do exactly what she did, I would make the world view me as equal; instead of making my point in a speech, I will do it in my appearance, at my job, within my community, and everywhere I traveled. See I did not want to make “too much noise”, instead I wanted to make my point. Every where I went people were curious of my nationality, and would make comment like, “I had never met a black woman like you before”. I thought this was very strange and rude. As I got older, learned new task, traveled the world, and gain more exposure…things began to change.
I found myself in higher job positions than people who were twice my age, I started earning a great income, traveling, and learning to love myself more and more. I received so much support from so many people, and also encountered “unusual acts”from people from different nationalities. People yelled and screamed at me for making small mistakes, but they did not do the same to others from nationalities that differ from mine. I had people asking me why I wanted to succeed so much, (huh?) and I had people who did whatever to make me fail. I never allowed these people to make me upset, instead, I would smile and pray for them, and even offer to help them. I noticed that when I offered to help, it made them more upset. When I would go home, I would then reflect and cry. I did not understand what was going on. I noticed that in all of these situations I was the only “black person”… Like I stated before I did not want to think that professional and educated people who shared the same passion, vision, could be responsible for the thoughts that were coming to my mind…but think about it..
Why would someone act different towards you when you are not doing anything wrong?
Why would someone dislike you when you are willing to help them to overcome what ever issues they have?
I am not here to make myself seem like an “innocent victim”, but there comes a time when one has to question why? If we don’t question and reflect on these issues most of the times negative acts takes place. We then find ourselves and others taking on horrid acts towards others all because of a misunderstanding or curiosity.
I hope that this blog has inspired you to reflect on your actions towards others whose backgrounds differs from yours, and learn to truly support each other?