Ever-Changing and Loving It
I’m so glad to have grown up when I did. Although there is still a tremendous amount of bigotry and hatred in this world, I am part of a generation that’s making changes in perceptions worldwide. I have to look at it that way, or else I’ll cry myself to sleep every night. Speaking of generations, this is my mom, grandmother and me. I wish I had a damn baby to extend it to four generations. I guess we can pretend and say that my freaking chicklet teeth are babies.
I grew up in a white Midwest town where people used the “N” word without hesitation, including my grandmother who still says it. I grew up saying the word, and amazingly enough, I never knew it was a bad thing to say. It was just what they were called. I was so oblivious to the rest of the world. How could I pay attention when my friends were having sex in 7th grade and there was more peer pressure to drop out of school than there was academic pressure to go to college? I’m ashamed, but I have to accept all that was to change all that will be.
My boyfriend in the picture is a Palestinian Muslim. I shouldn’t really have to point out why that is such an eyebrow raiser seeing how you probably just read the previous paragraph…
I grew up in a white Midwest town where people used the “N” word without hesitation, including my grandmother who still says it. I grew up saying the word, and amazingly enough, I never knew it was a bad thing to say. It was just what they were called. I was so oblivious to the rest of the world. How could I pay attention when my friends were having sex in 7th grade and there was more peer pressure to drop out of school than there was academic pressure to go to college? I’m ashamed, but I have to accept all that was to change all that will be.
My boyfriend in the picture is a Palestinian Muslim. I shouldn’t really have to point out why that is such an eyebrow raiser seeing how you probably just read the previous paragraph…
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