“the confederate flag is being pulled from many giant retailers since the fatal racially motivated shootings in Charleston, North Carolina”
The TV blared and reminded me of yet another reason why my daughter doesn’t have a TV in her room. I watched her as she watched the TV and listened. I watched her facial expression. She gasped at learning people were shot and died. She He looked young. She thought he was a boy but indeed a man. I braced myself for the questions that surely would follow, just like they did when Trayvon Martin’s story was the trending topic of discussion.
“why did he shoot those people?”
I stopped short of explaining racism. Im not sure Im ready to have that conversation with her yet. But I know its inevitable and with or without my reproach its she’s getting bits and pieces of what it really is.
I told her that he was likely taught to be mean and not like people for being different so he wanted to hurt them, kill them. She was pretty confused. And that’s the reality of it all. The purest truth Ive ever seen. She should be confused because it absolutely makes no sense to hurt someone because they are different. The channel moved to something else and she lost interest…for the moment.
The next day, same situation and I preface this with the fact that she may have been hearing about the confederate flag quite frequently outside of seeing it on TV.
“people around the nation are grappling with their beliefs on whether or not the confederate flag is a sign or racism and hatred; many public facilities have chosen to remove the flag however several US Citizens oppose the measure” (TV goes to an interview of a white man who claims the flag is symbolic of those who fought during the confederacy and how it’s a sacred flag that should remain flying) “a woman scales a 30 foot flag pole in South Carolina to remove the confederate flag from its place, she was immediately taken into custody” the TV never lets me down.
She stared once again, making faces of different expressions. Then she got up from her seat and said very calmly and child-like. As if the day was light as air and she had no worries at all, “its just a flag”
She’s right, its just a flag and whether we let it fly, take it down, stop selling it, debate about it, accuses one another because of it, its still just a flag and if we were all being really honest, its just a cowardly catalyst for what should really be discussing.
Why is racism still so strong in this country and what can we do to eliminate it and educate ourselves on why it needs to stop?